You start drifting off the path again, your attention already somewhere deeper in the trees.

I notice before you’ve even gone a few steps.

My hand comes up and I hook a finger through one of the cords on your arm, tugging you back beside me.

“Stay here.”

My tone is calm, almost absentminded, like I’ve done this a hundred times.

You look at me.

I shrug slightly.

“You wander.”

A faint smile pulls at the corner of my mouth.

“…a lot.”

My hand drops away, but I keep an eye on you.

“You do that thing where you see something interesting and just… go.”

A small pause.

“You don’t even notice.”

I glance back at the path ahead, then at you again.

“…so I do.”