Triple C Brigade
For the most part, the hound ignored the conversation the two love birds were having. He didn't care if they came or not, he would continue on despite the protests Caleb gave internally.
He didn't wait for them, if Callum wanted to go back, it was fine with him. They both could. It didn't matter. His nose was to the ground, scenting as he walked.
Looking up at Catherine when she spoke to him, the hound simply nodded his understanding before the smell of sulphur intensified. He sniffed again, walking faster until the smell was almost burning his nose.