With Echkin behind him, Gale floated blissfully along the beaten dirt road. He flitted about happily, his focus absolutely absent, he enjoyed the open air, the calm breeze, and drifted nigh aimlessly. He'd spent so long in the city, he'd nearly forgotten how good crisp air and warm sun could feel. All up until he collided with the woman wearing the necklace he was bound to.<br/><br/>Though he'd often gone SPLAT into Lea's chest, the force of this betrayed it as an accident rather than one of his usual gropes which he'd excused (or tried to) as being drawn to the amulet.