Terra was embarrassed and scared. She felt like a prisoner who had just seen daylight for the first time in years. She was hiding behind the laundry she was hanging up and she knew that. At that moment she didn't know what else to do. She wasn't going to act a fool and she wasn't going to show that man her reddened face. She knew she would never live that down so she hid herself.

Every sound that came from Farkas's direction would cause Terra to tense. She would stop her working to listen for anything and then continue. It felt like he was testing the waters. How much could he get away with before she bolted?

"Are we not going to talk about what you just said?" Farkas couldn't sleep now; the woman who was right now cleaning his clothing, cooking his food, and caring for him just admitted the one thing that he had always hoped for. The one thing he knew for sure was that she wasn't going to leave him in this state of weakness. So he was going to take advantage of this situation. "You just said something that would strike fear and happiness into anyone's heart," he was careful not to let too much emotion be revealed in his voice.

"I said we would talk when you were well," Terra answered shortly. She would lose her temper if he didn't start complying with her directions. "There is much to talk about and this isn't the time."

"When is then?" Farkas let a growl slip. "When I am healthy enough for you to leave? Or would you plan to just sneak off into the night and leave me here alone?"

She gritted her teeth. She had left often and sometimes without saying anything really, but much of that was to save all those people and she knew he knew that, but his words stung a little. The truth was there and she had wronged him, but he didn't know what she had decided. He couldn't know because he had been recovering and he is still recovering. She had to be patient. He had to get all the frustration that she had caused out of his system. She chuckled softly, at least he wanted to talk about it, she had dealt with worse situations than talking and she was thankful on that front, Farkas wasn't the violent sort. She wanted to be honest with him and let him know what she had decided, but the time wasn't right he still had to fully recover.

"I'm not going anywhere for now, but keep that sharp tongue sheathed or I might leave just to stop from getting cut again," she had to keep firm with him. He needed to stay calm and rest. All the other things in the world could wait for now. She could at the very least be patient.

"Sorry," he rubbed the back of his neck as his tone suggested he felt ashamed.

She finished up the last item, all hung up and drying near the fire. She took a careful step from behind the clothing and found his eyes on her.

"My mind is flooded with so much I want to say and right now I am struggling with all of it," he stared straight at her, his eyes were unwavering and his tone sharp and knowing. At this moment he looked like a man wise beyond his years and experienced in more than she could ever imagine. The man before her looked like the statues of gods that people worshipped. He did not look as one who was lost, but as someone who could guide.

Terra at that moment felt like this man could take her hand and guide her through all the dangers of the world and she would be unscathed. The feeling that stuck her at that moment took her breath away and it filled with something else. Hope? Pride? Lust? Whatever it was she was not able to grasp on what that meant in the times ahead.

With a deep breath she spoke calmly, "This is why I said to rest, once you are at full strength we can talk honestly with no worry of tiring out. You need this break as much as I, so do not squander it on short comings and weak wills. Rest, I am here and I do not wander far. I get fresh meat or fish for us to eat and worry about nothing else, so please for gods' sake just recover."

Farkas let out a soft sigh and smiled at her. "I have laid here for days now. I've been in a daze of indescribable clarity. My mind trying to grasp hold onto anything familiar so that I could have an anchor to this world. I had been lost in a darkness for so long that I forgot what light brought. So when you drop this...this…" he tried to figure out a word that would taste and feel right coming out of his mouth, "look I am not elegant or graceful with words, that is Vilkas's area of expertise. I just am trying to hold onto this discovery for a little longer. You have handed me an obsidian blade. While this weapon is beautiful and sharp, it is also brittle. You are like that and I am trying my hardest not to break this conversation into little pieces."

"So stop talking or what little advancement we have made will shatter into little pieces because I will become upset with you," Terra tried hard to simply smile at him, it was a struggle. "I am tired of repeating myself. You know what you need to do now so if you want this to continue, you will lay down and go back to sleep. I am not leaving for the rest of the evening so I will be here if you need, but I will not talk to you. I have to make plans and my mind needs silence to go through all the possibilities for me to be happy," she went to the bags that they had brought and decided it would be best to focus on other things instead of allowing him an opening. She let out a sigh of relief when she heard the blankets rustling and him shifting. This would give her false privacy for the moment. She knew he wasn't asleep and he knew she knew so he would just be silent.