That wasn’t the plan, though. Since arriving in the clearing, she had decided to simply speak to him like a colleague or friend. He was neither and both at once. She couldn’t give herself to him physically again. At least, not until she fully understood where he was at, which could take a while. Let’s face it, the boy was going THROUGH it. No, she would give him some time. In the interim, it was actually nice to talk to him. It was something they never really did, unless you counted dirty talk while trying to get one another to come. Because if that counted, then they had talked a LOT.