<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.us/a/img59/6967/8sro.jpg)</div><br/><I'll leave it up to you,> Whisper said.  <The storm is still going and you don't look like you can easily travel in one.>  Even though it sounded like an insult, Whisper held compassion in her voice, showing that she understood enough to be patient and wait.  <Considering that he said that he wasn't going to leave until the storm was up, no doubt he's handling other matters which he hasn't yet made clear.><br/><br/>She wanted to claim that it didn't much matter to her, and yet, there was that idea of the soft bed.  It wouldn't slow her down if it was time to go, but she would still dream of the missed possibility.