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Weird, for sure, but... I don't know. They're sort of endearing, and it's nice to have some unfamiliar faces around Camp. I do want to know /more/ about them, and I guess I have the chance now. Normal offerings are appreciated, but them bringing in little flowers, trinkets, and knickknacks without me even having to /ask/ for tribute? It's pretty admirable, actually.
The lonesome wind sings for both of us, and I wish so /desperately/ to shelter him from it--because even though he's... well, /him/, I... I feel almost safe again, when we talk. I can't tell him /everything/, but... I wish I could tell him /anything/ I wanted. I wish we could just be two cats under the light of the moon, tethered by no Code or Law or word of the Stars, free to say anything at all. ...maybe some day, if entropy pans out in favor of whatever the two of us may be.