@meatriarch  asked : it's gonna be sunset soon. | del, a small observation? a warning? whomst knows,
hours — though they couldn't say how many, have come and went, as the sun stretches low on the horizon and beneath the canopy of tall pines. they hadn't noticed the early evening creeping in, until delilah mentions it, and quarry attunes to the way that the forest has grown quieter, without the accompanying hum of summer cicadas or chittering prey-types in the underbrush.
it's just them, and a warm breeze rolling in.
the promise — or warning — of being caught out here in the nightfall is enough to raise the hairs on the back of their neck. " i don't mind. " they venture anyway, betrayed only by their heart in their throat: they don't know, just then, if it's the forest, or delilah that makes them feel that way.
it's stupid, they know — and all things reasonable tell them that they need to get back home before dark. but just as bravely, their head cants, and wide, brown eyes shoot her a fleeting look under the sweep of long lashes. nails bite crescent-moon indents into their crossed arms. " you wouldn't let anything happen to me, right? "
