Back in Rage Ravine; the sun had set some time before. Rob approaches the front door, knowing that Hanna would be waiting for him to return. He had promised to be back much earlier; maybe Hanna has fallen asleep, and he can sneak in. As he reaches for the doorknob, the door flies open to reveal a very angry fox; Rob braces himself.
"Where on Avalice have you been?" Hanna demands.
"Sorry," mutters Rob apologetically. "I guess I lost track of time."
"For the whole evening?"
"I guess..."
Hanna closes her eyes, and takes a deep breath. As she exhales, she relaxes; her eyes open with a much softer look.
"Just... get in here," she breathes, backing away to allow Rob to enter; he does so warily. "Don't worry, I'm calm now."
"It's not you I'm wary of."
Hanna looks down at her torso, the double-baldric crossing from shoulders to hip. "Oh..." she realises; she removes the double-baldric and puts it back on backwards, so the crystal lies between her shoulder blades. "That better?"
"A little," Rob admits, settling on the sofa.
Hanna sighs heavily. "You need to stop worrying about it. I'm in control."
"For both our sakes, I hope you're right."
Hanna unsuccessfully suppresses an amused yet nervous smile as she joins Rob on the sofa. "I hate how things have been weird between us recently."
"I can't help it."
"I know."
An awkward silence descends; Hanna stares at her feet.
"You're not thinking of..." Hanna starts to ask.
"Of what?"
"Of..." Hanna's voice sounds fragile; her eyes begin to water.
Rob leans over, placing a hand tenderly on her chin, gently turning her head towards his. "Hey, I'm here aren't I?"
"So you aren't going to..." Hanna sniffs.
Rob doesn't say anything. His choice of response is a loving and passionate kiss; Hanna closes her eyes, weeping a little with relief.