Hunter Dale (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} loyal_hunter) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} noctemrp, |
Though his mind was in a million different places, Hunter knew enough to slip his mask back on, doing up the ties. It had been a risk to take it off in the first place, though he was sure they hadn't been seen.
"Thank you," he whispered, offering Fawn his arm. For now, all he wanted was to slip into bed with his sister, comforted by the knowledge that whether it was right or wrong, they would face things together.