Dron didn't know what to do.
Was this just another ploy to trick him.
It didn't make any sense.
No one on Thraqe did this. Not even the couples that actually cared for each other. Laying together wasn't done. So the fact that Tempest was laid up against his side was shocking to say the least.
The weather outside was treacherous, but it wasn't anything he hadn't been through before. In fact, Dron had marched through worse on many occassions.
He didn't understand what the problem was, still with every tremble of Tempest's body, he knew there definitely was one.
"Tempest, you need to talk to me. I don't know what you need. I don't know what's wrong." Dron tried to peel her from his side but she stayed latched to him.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't be in here, I know, but I'm… this is scary."
