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[ it had been five days full of nothing but silently following robert along, knowing their path yet allowing the younger boy to take the lead due to his mood. who could blame him, though? he was already well aware of robert and annabelle having a close-knit relationship, one that nobody (not even himself) could wiggle their way into. despite being quite inept to the full extent of the bond the two siblings had, he was perceptive enough to realize that their parting had been quite different than their usual. this is why he ceased the typical banter he always initiated, whether it be with good intent or not.

when robert had finally spoken and begun to say more than a discussion of their plans, he knew that his neighboring prince had begun to settle back into place. dare he say it was a comfort of sorts, despite being the one that needed to be extra strong and encouraging. and with that hurtle behind them, the elder of the two moved to his rightful position once more: on robert's left side, striding next to him as if they're simply taking a walk and nothing more. he subtly kept his pace slower than usual as to not pass the boy, using the map robert had previously pilfered from the archives as a silent excuse to keep their position leveled and even, as they had finally reached territory that both of them weren't completely familiar with.

keeps to their comfortable silent for a while longer. stops in his tracks when a thought hits him and pauses. face is rather straight as he says: ]

I'm hungry.

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[ does yelp this time when he's shoved upward, latching around the tree like a little monkey until it crosses his mind to start climbing. the motivation to do so comes in the form of a growl from the bear, making him wiggle upward with record speed despite the lack of experience in tree-climbing prior to this incident. heaves out a few deep breaths when he's high enough that the bear can't swat at him even when on its hind legs, pressing his forehead against the bark for a moment. then he slowly inches closer & closer toward a sturdy-looking branch. upon reaching it, he shuffles around (with some near-slips that has him yelping again) until he's properly seated on it, though his arms never leave the main bark of the tree, glued to it with grip tight enough to turn his knuckles white.

only then does he look around for signs of riku, trying to blink around the adrenaline haze. breath in. breath out. breath in -- ]

. . . Answer. If all of your limbs are intact.

[ at this point he's already on his own limb of choice, opposite the side of robert's current resting spot, thus he can't take a glance at him even if he wanted to. heaves a few breaths to calm himself, the side of his face planted firmly on the bark despite feeling the rough texture scratch against sensitive skin. it is only when he's able to breathe without struggling does he speak, groaning out his reply weakly: ]

Answering.

[ relaxes a bit at the voice, emitting a groan of his own. ]

How long is your list of misdeeds such that Karma is seeing to punish us both?

[ promptly ignores the bear's angry calls at the bottom of the tree, returning to his haughty and amused tone when he realizes that he's not in any "immediate" danger. ]

Ah, 'tis a secret.

[ sags against the tree the best he can without endangering himself to a fall. ]

We will never reach that town by nightfall.

[ takes a thoughtful glance down at the bear. ]

Perhaps it will grow tired of us before then.

Should it not, its face will meet the bad end of my dagger.

And then its claw will meet the good side of your face.

It cannot reach me from this height.

You will miss from this height should you choose to attack and lose your sword.

Then have you better ideas? I do not wish to be sitting here all day!

[ pauses, as if in deep thought. and then: ]

Perhaps I should throw you down there. That would solve everything.

[ snorts. ]

Or, better yet, kindly offer yourself to the bear instead. It seemed quite fond of you.

Ah, but our love would never last, I'm afraid.

I tire of hearing the same line everytime you catch a maiden's fancy.

Cease your complaining. You sound like my father.

Your father wishes for an heir. I simply wish for warm food and bed. Can you not endure the trials of love for that?

[ pushes his face further into the limb he's hanging off of, almost as if a fluffy pillow were there. ]

No.

[ shakes at the bark he's holding onto, trying to convey his irritation through the vibrations he causes. ]

Oi.

[ barely feels said vibrations, only letting out a small and distracted-sounding hm? in reply. ]

[ shakes the tree even more. ]

What in the-- are you falling asleep?!

[ finds himself undisturbed regardless, though he does reply rather coherently: ]

No, no, of course not.

[ realizing that the shaking is not working, he stills, deciding to up the volume of his voice instead. ]

You will fall, you fool! Wake up!

[ blinks at that, tilting his head a little to try and look over at robert. ]

I have slept in trees before. This is nothing.

[ pauses for a moment. ]

. . . I do not believe this should be a point of pride, prince.