“I’m just worried.” “You’re always worried.” Revali noses at your hair while you sit in the comfortable curve of his wing. “Have you no faith in my mastery of my bow?” This makes you chuckle a little.

“I never said that. I just…” You trail off, staring into the fire. “I don’t want to lose you. It’s a dangerous line of work.” “I know that, love.” Revali sighs. “But it’s an honour I recieved, and would like to follow through.”

You don’t respond this time and just scoot closer to him. “Must you leave?” He lets out a short bark of laughter. “I don’t want to leave you either, but it won’t be for long.”