The two woodfolk stared at him. Then, their eyes glazed slightly as they thought amongst themselves. As the seconds drew out, Tarkyn c****d his head to one side and asked, “Would you mind sharing whatever thoughts you are having? It’s becoming a little lonely out here.”
Waterstone came back into focus “Sorry. We were discussing whether there is a need for a dignified distance, as you call it. From your point of view, from our point of view, practically and traditionally, especially when we have such different societies. We got carried away.” He nodded thoughtfully. “It’s complicated, isn’t it?”
Tarkyn nodded, suddenly nothing more than a young man trying to make sense of the world from a very strange standpoint.
“And really, it is your sole decision, isn’t it?” Waterstone shook his head
