We found a cave just as dawn started to c***k, and Zidane walked us up the trail towards it. He had said nothing to me throughout, and I could hardly take it anymore. Once we got to the entrance, he dropped me, then went in, checking the inside. It was a small cave, but I did not mind. It was probably better than camping with suspicious old women.
He sownt some more time making the bedding before he came back to me, his expression simply neutral.
"You should gp in and get some rest."
"Zidane," I said, moving towards him, my hand stretching.
He stepped back, his eyes hollow as he looked up to me, his lips sucked in between his teeth.
"Maybe you should stay away from me. I still don't know what happened back there, and I don't want to repeat it, I am sorry. You should go in."
"You are
