Don't you dare look out your window, darling, everything's on fire
She was not fully aware, and she kept her gaze on him as he stated he would be off to find something. She assumed it meant there was a fever. She felt hot, overheated, but she had been almost certain it had just been the weather, or perhaps even an early sign that something had taken inside of her… the fact that there appeared to be a fever brought her some measure of relief. As if she could breathe a little easier at the fact that it was not proof of children, at least not yet.
She offered a gentle nod. That was all she could offer in the moment. She’d turn her gaze to the water’s edge for a moment before her attention turned back to the meal he had caught, once more forcing down another small bite. It would take time, but she would get through it. She had demanded it and she could not see it go to waste, not knowing intimately the struggles with being a loner, when it came to food.
Water. Food. Plants.
It felt holistic… as if he cared, and she still was not certain that was the case. She was certain he only cared as to whether or not their tryst was to turn into something more, something living… but she would take what she could get for now.