You and Charles did this weekly. It was just a normal thing at this point. No matter where Dutch decided to move the camp, the two of you would always find your spot in a nearby forest.

On this occasion, it was a chilly night, the two of you entangled in each others arms as you looked through the gap of the trees up to the sky.

"If someday the moon calls you by your name don't be surprised, because every night I tell her about you." Charles whispered sweetly to you.