<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Eivind nodded at Blue, agreeing that Sig had provided some insight onto their issue. Even some assurance privately that Blue didn't seem likely to leave him.<br/>
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“I don't think he hates you, Blue. More like he's resentful of me, seeking to punish you simply because of your connection,” Eivind explained. He doubted this would have occurred to him if he didn't feel like he was deserving of some sort of punishment, but Blue wasn't. It occurred to him then that Blue didn't think Eivind capable of living a normal life. Of course, he wouldn't. He'd never seen him at work, just the simple thing he'd done by installing a banister at the top of the stairs.<br/>
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“I have money put away, Blue. We have plenty of options, trust me.” He yawned after Blue asked him if he was tired, answer enough. Falling asleep though, he had to be touching Blue in some sort of way, and with the stranger sleeping close by, Eivind woke often to check his whereabouts. He, of course, was asleep if he wasn't tending to the fire, not a care in the world obviously about sleeping in such close proximity with two strangers. He was very trusting, and he wasn't someone who seemed capable of defense. Eivind wondered how he'd not had something awful happen to him before. How it could be that he seemed to have pleasant experiences, and Blue had ventured too far once and got himself into what had to be the worst experiences of his life.<br/>
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Faster than Blue, maybe, being that he'd happened upon Lofgren once and managed to get away from him apparently unscathed.<br/>
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Though Eivind woke up at regular intervals, he slept a long time. Sig did as well, but he was up before the other two. He didn't have the lure of a partner to make him reluctant to start his day. Sig busied himself with digging up some of the more desirable plant roots he knew of. They'd be bitter, but it was something starchy at least, to break up what they were most likely used to eating. He asked Blue for a knife to slice them up, Eivind choosing to laze while he still could. Sig used the skillet and used a little water to dehydrate some of the smoked meat towards the bottom that had been finished.<br/>
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“Some of it still isn't done smoking,” Sig informed the larger male and re-situated the pieces that were less finished. They ate, and Eivind never really warmed to him, but he tolerated him, even the next evening. Sig was helpful. Actually, he proved to have some survival skills Eivind hadn't even thought of. Eivind's approach was to muscle his way through things, while Sig obviously couldn't do that. He was a bit more subtle in his methods, but even Eivind knew it didn't matter so long as it got the job done. Sig's energy was also endless, and Eivind was coming to think he didn't have so much a problem finding food, as he just couldn't sit still and stop expending energy. Eivind liked to be on the move, but he had his lazy moments and knew when to rest.<br/>
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Sig was a willing chatterbox, supplying Blue with stories, and anything he wanted to know. Most of his stories tied back to one of his sexual conquests, which had to have been many for him to have so many damn stories.<br/>
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“You know, you can learn things with someone without using sex to get it,” Eivind grumbled, and Sig turned his smiling face upon him.<br/>
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“Yes, but it's so much more fun to do it my way.” Eivind couldn't argue with him and just let him tell stories that would have made a prostitute blush. He was absolutely shameless, and there was apparently very little left in this world he hadn't explored in some fashion. Blue being one of those things, but Sig was still careful, accepting Eivind as the dominant without question. He didn't overstep with Blue again, but he did lean closer to him when they spoke. Eivind was watchful but didn't fuss over it.<br/>
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They moved on together and no one even asked if Sig was going to tag along. He simply followed. He simply followed, and Eivind didn't feel compelled to run him off. Blue seemed to like him, and he'd already met so many bad examples of werewolves. Eivind could deal with his own issues so long as Sig remained respectful for the sake of Blue's own happiness. Sig was the one who brought up the topic of moving along when the mountains came into view.<br/>
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“I probably won't be with you guys too much longer,” Sig told them, doing all that he said he would. “There's a cave if you head east once you get to the river. A fallen bridge. Cross.. around there, but be careful. The current is really nasty. The bridge is still navigable if you're smart about it.” He was looking at both of them, trying to drill his meaning. They were heavier than he was, but it was worth it if they could make it across. Sig didn't think Eivind would push for it if he wasn't certain they could do it safely.</span></span>