The longer the pause lingered, the more worried about it she became, wondering what was going on inside his head as they ate in silence. She had her reasons for wanting to be away, but he had been living like this for five years. Five long years of living with no real amenities, the only benefit being free roam in the forest with no one to answer to but himself. She couldn’t fault him for wanting to be closer, even if the idea of it scared her. She’d trust his judgement, though, knowing he’d not lead her astray with his answer.<br/><br/>So, when he answered and the excitement was obvious in his voice, she went along with it, smiling back at him with a nod. “Then that’s what we’ll do. In the meantime…” Taking a grape, she threw it and bounced it off of his nose. “Eat. Then, we can clean up and head into town to look at some of the listings?”<br/><br/>After that, it was merely a matter of finishing up her food and picking up her mess. There wasn’t too much to be dealt with, given they’d not made a whole lot in the way of a mess, but it was picked up, nonetheless. Then…the daunting task of cleaning up the rest of the cabin was started in on. She’d not realized just how many things they’d gone through, how much of their furniture they’d broken, or clothing they’d torn. Their couch was barely holding together as it was and the majority of the clothes she’d been packed when they’d left her family for good were now in tatters throughout the cabin, like a bomb had gone off and they’d taken the brunt of the explosion.<br/><br/>“…I didn’t realize we’d gotten so…rough…” she remarked beneath her breath, picking up some of the broken bits of wood and bringing them outside before contenting herself to sweep up the dirt, the dust, and the poor remains of (what she assumed were) shirts.