persistent. the silence stretched again. long enough that it might’ve seemed like she’d fallen back asleep, or that her disinterest was terminal. but just as the wind stirred through the grass again, twitch gave a sigh. her head flopped to one side, eyes squinting at him.
ladies to starve to death. muster some trust. choose. no matter how chivalrous he aims to be, it brings her no comfort. obnoxiously, the offer of free food is, so her legs begin to shift as she gathers them beneath her. one, then the other, dragging under her until she sat up.
mh. convincing. think there are some deer around.
