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| The wooden cave curved a bit, and he saw the hole above where the light was coming through, and a sort of slope going up.He climbed slowly but already felt fatigue when he found the opening.It was covered with a filmlike substance, possibly a large leaf of some kind.Deciding to leave well enough alone, he went back down to his pallet, curled up, and in no time was asleep again.He woke with something warm nestled next to him.The light was gone, but he recognized Fhena by her smell and realized that she was spooned against his uninjured side, with her head up in the pit of his arm.She snuffled when he moved.He hesitated a moment, then positioned his arm under her, so her cheek rested on his chest.A few moments later her breath evened out again, and he lay there awake.Once again he let his mind simplify, listening to the trees, but after a bit he understood there was something else, something like music, color, and tactile sensation braiding and unbraiding, sometimes together, sometimes breathtakingly separate, but always as recognizable as a scent.
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It was Fhena, dreaming next to him, connected to him by the root.Things are better down there.
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He had never been this confused in his life about anything.Because Fhena was right — he did want to stay with her.He didn't feel any sexual attraction toward her — they were too different for that.What he did feel was much more compelling and thoroughgoing than lust, and it was weaving knots in his brain.He made his way back down the tree, to his more usual path, and in a few moments was back in the sump.
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