Dart nodded and moved to lay with her on the cot. He slipped his arm about her so that she could rest her head on his shoulder, and he lay there, albeit a bit stiffly at first as she lay beneath the hide blankets. He was a bit surprised at her sudden huffiness, but he didn't blame her in the least as she cuddled close to him. Again she told him he was her hero and he felt himself swell with pride at the mention again. He squeezed her hand gently and smiled at her, but frowned slightly when she said anyone else would have left her behind. 

"I-I-I refuse t-t-to b-b-believe that…" he said softly. "If they h-h-had c-come to know you as I-I do, th-th-they could n-never leave you b-b-behind," he told her and lightly began playing with her hair. Slowly, he began to relax, getting a little more comfortable with laying beside her on the narrow bed. 

"I'm g-g-glad everything turned out all right… you were c-c-clever, making those flowers grow. I wouldn't have been able to track you down without them. I think we should continue to use it if we ever get separated again…"

Foxglove smiled up at him and kissed his cheek. “I don’t think I’m worth the trouble of keeping around. That’s why I think you are the only one who would ever put up with me.” She held his hand tenderly as she kissed each of his fingers. “I don’t know what I would have done if I hadn’t met you in the tavern. I highly doubt I would have asked any of the other men, they just didn’t stand out like you did.”

She leaned into his hand as he played with her hair,  a blush went across her face as she smiled at him. “I don’t mind being married to a wonderful man like you Dart. Someday, we can make it even more official, outside of this tribe.” She chuckled as she closed her eyes.


“That’s a Rosenite’s special gift. I just helped it grow is all. My mother would have been disappointed in me if I let panic sink too deeply in. If you hadn’t found me I would be married to someone I didn’t care about.” She opened her eyes back up and smiled at him. “I love you Dart.” It was four words she could come to learn a lot better. “I’m not entirely sure if I know what it means or what to do about it… but my mother once explained to me what love was. It’s special and I need to hold onto it.” 


She kissed his neck gently and chuckled. “I’ll let you know when I’m ready for the other thing. We can make it special and all that stuff.”