Chilchuck didn’t argue—he didn’t feel the need, which was rare for him. Even if Shepard was the only true combatant among them, it was difficult to feel too worried with her around. It wasn’t just because of her strength, but her experience and calm confidence.
It was surprising to think about how much less he felt the need to manage things when she was around. It was the most relief he’d felt since assuming responsibility over a community of so many kids.
When they stopped and Zelda asked Juli for help holding her slate as she knelt down in front of a mushroom, Chilchuck realized how long he’d been in his own head. He rubbed his eyes. ‘Focus.’
The small clearing they were in was as quiet as the rest of the forest. The air was thick with moisture and signs of wildlife were scarce. It felt somehow like everything was…hiding.
“…Are folks the superstitious type where you’re from?” He suddenly asked Shepard.
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It was surprising to think about how much less he felt the need to manage things when she was around. It was the most relief he’d felt since assuming responsibility over a community of so many kids.
When they stopped and Zelda asked Juli for help holding her slate as she knelt down in front of a mushroom, Chilchuck realized how long he’d been in his own head. He rubbed his eyes. ‘Focus.’
The small clearing they were in was as quiet as the rest of the forest. The air was thick with moisture and signs of wildlife were scarce. It felt somehow like everything was…hiding.
“…Are folks the superstitious type where you’re from?” He suddenly asked Shepard.