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He sat, understanding her gesture. |
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Kayla sat beside him, humming their song and looking over his wound in his leg. She took care of it before sewing it up and kissing his cheek |
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Gale relaxed as she did so, the pain dying down to a faint throb. "Thank you," He said softly, pecking her lips once. |
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"Of course. Anything, anywhere, anytime." She promised, smiling softly at him |
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He smiled slightly at that, standing and starting to pull off his bows. |
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"Make camp for the night, leave Varys on watch." He explained, setting his groups of arrows beside the bows. |
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Kayla nodded, sitting down |
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Gale settled beside her and wrapped his arm around her, content. |
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Kayla snuggled into his embrace, closing her eyes |
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Partly Cloudy with Afternoon Drizzle
