She followed him eagerly, her heart racing. “I-I wasn’t sure what to do with the ingredients for the oil so I uhm.. I also made a massage oil with them..” she said as she moved to grab a larger bottle.
Gaelyn’s eyelids felt crusted with sleep when he stirred, the scent of something sharp and savory tugging him back to waking. He blinked against the early morning light, its pale blush brushing over the treetops in long streaks of pink and gold...