Everything was wrong and Demaren didn't like it. He was still confused about her and now she was mad at him. And he didn't even really understand why. She just started getting upset and he was the one who had to walk. She was mad at him because he didn't want to walk? He supposed that would make some sense. Except for the parts where it didn't. He rubbed his head vigorously and groaned. He watched her trot off, probably expecting him to follow. Or maybe not. He frowned deeper. He wasn't going to leave her to die in some forest of monsters. So he took to the air.
He flew high above her, using his refined eyes to keep an eye on her. But he was still confused and a little angry. The anger tapered off after a couple hours though, so he ended up back in his thoughts about her and what he thought of her. He tried not to think about it. The way her eyes looked kind of stormy when she was angry. He frowned. Demaren tried not to think about it. It being the way she'd bite her lip after saying something. He rubbed his face. And again, tried not to think about it.
"It doesn't even matter." He mumbled to himself.
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