Tal glanced back up at his friend, uncertain if his words were enough to bridge the gap between their very different upbringings. He knew that violence didn't come easily or comfortably to her, but he'd been in enough scrapes to learn that running wasn't always an option. If he could help make sure that when she hit that lesson she'd survive it, he would.
He flipped his hand over to squeeze hers and then pushed himself up off the ground, bringing her with him. "Good! Do whatever it takes t'come back home, yeah? That's all I'm askin'." He set the butter knife aside and released her hand. "But that's enough for today. Wanna grab somethin' t'eat before I head back t'the ship?"
~Fin~
He flipped his hand over to squeeze hers and then pushed himself up off the ground, bringing her with him. "Good! Do whatever it takes t'come back home, yeah? That's all I'm askin'." He set the butter knife aside and released her hand. "But that's enough for today. Wanna grab somethin' t'eat before I head back t'the ship?"
~Fin~
