“What if we pretend it is?” Kris countered. “What if we,” he paused as if he was trying to find the right words. “What if we allow it? Pretend it’s from me,” Kris swallowed.
Renee nodded.
“And run away when it’s not,” she purposefully added.
“There’s plenty of places we could run to,” Kris assured her. “Just not here.”
The thought that Cleric’s Cavern was so unlivable for him ate through her. This idea was some semblance of peace they so obviously needed.
“Okay,” she replied.
“Okay?” Kris asked with hope in his voice.
“I’ll pretend with you,” Renee smiled, the corners of her lips not quite reaching her eyes.
“And run when we need to,” Kris whispered assuredly.
“... when we need to,” Renee spoke with him.
Their pause was met with more ambiance within the room, reminding
