After a full week of watching from afar as Terrance delicately picks ingredients from all over, on the top of cliffs, at the bottom of dense caves and valleys, deep within swamp land, in dry barren land, in the crystal clear river.
Connor is officially over it. He can't even be close enough to hear the conversation. The loneliness he already felt is at an all-time high and he is starting to feel like all of this was a massive waste.
He wants to run to Terrance and slap him. Tell him he's got enough, friend or not. It was a tedious affair when he was part of it. Now it's just torturous.
It is a three-day hike still to get back to the house. Levi doesn't even shift and Terrance doesn't ride him. They just casually amble chatting having the time of their life.
To them, this is their l
