"Don't mind us.. We're just out for a late night stroll.." she smiled and leaned on her companion. The crow cawed then turned to look at the traveler.
He got a sensation that built through his spine that if he didn't find a way to excuse himself soon he wouldn't be able to do so.
"Ah, well then I'll be on my way. Good evening to you." he said and tipped his hat before quickly turning on his heel and heading back the way he'd come.
"They always do that." she said, before sighing.
"Perhaps if Mox wouldn't look at them like that, we'd have better luck." he said quietly.
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