No Mosquitoes

~Chapter 54~

Far beyond the reach of the spores from the Caldicaust, having spoken at length of all that had occurred since last they were in Vaughn, Nimaro stopped along the roadside to watch the suns sink below the horizon.

"This is a wonder not afforded to those of the Quarter, if you would allow me to take in the moment," he requested, as he laid down on the ground.

"Of course. It's beautiful, you should share it with them," Mae replied, as she got off of his back and stood next to him casually running her hand over the top of his head, prompting his akress to wrap around her.

"You shouldn't manipulate them like that," he remarked, leaning his head against her side.

"Impossible to not take advantage," she whispered back to him unable to resist the opportunity.