‘Shouldn’t I be saying something?’ Even if a tall-man’s ears couldn’t make out what they were saying, Chilchuck’s could. ‘Nah. I’m leaving it be.’

Even if nothing ever good came out of teammates getting romantically involved, he’d just cross that bridge when he came to it, if it needed crossing at all. Juli was doing a good job of pumping the breaks already.

“Just so everyone’s aware…we’ve got a follower.” He spoke up, pointing his thumb behind them. The fox from earlier was following at a distance, its bushy tail swishing curiously.