He chuckled as she moved away, and rose to his feet. There was a backpack by the door, which he'd left there just before sitting down to drink his coffee early that morning. He strapped it over his shoulders now, then turned back to her. Without asking, he simply bent over her and swept her gently into his arms. She seemed to fit there. It was comfortable holding her there.<br/><br/>Grinning with excitement, he strolled out through the door. The morning was just approaching mid day. The dew was long since burned away by the sun, leaving fresh, clean, cool mountain air, and an open meadow surrounded by dense woods. A breeze swept the tall grasses, setting them to rippling like water. He turned and headed toward the stream. At the bank of the river, there was a large clearing. It was obvious that much of what she now saw, was newly placed. A stone ring had been constructed, roughly four feet in diameter and one foot high. A perfect fire place. A log had been rolled into place, with a blanket and some pillows arranged so that two people could lie in comfort beside the river and watch the fire. The water gurgled quietly, tumbling over a dam in the river. The dam was perfect and clean, creating a large pool nearly four feet deep. The mountain towered over them, sheer rock faces with a few trees visible, broken by a single, giant waterfall visible from where they stood.<br/><br/>"Its not as good as civilization... or a hot bath... but I thought this might make you feel less like a captive prisoner..." he looked over at her, eyes slightly wary, hoping that she would like it.