"So what I'm saying, really, and don't take this the wrong way--it's not you, it's me."
"Oh?"
"It's like, you're really nice and all! And I like your company, but if I'm gonna be permanently tied to someone I'm not sure it should be you."
"Fair enough. Can we stop for a moment?"
"Course!"
Frill sat on the floor with her back against a pillar, and sighed. They had been wandering the Halls of the Lost for what seemed like hours, though she had no idea how long it had actually been. It was a frequent habit; the Hunter couldn't leave, and Frill couldn't stay, but they enjoyed each other's company, so every so often Frill would make the trek up here and visit. The visits were less frequent lately, since her health had been so patchy, but she still made the effort as best she could.
The Hunter paced in front of her; she was a restless one, never wanting to sit still. She'd never told Frill her name, said it wasn't important. "Sometimes I think you should stop coming to see me," she said now. "Like I said, I really like having you around from time to time, but you don't even live near here and you gotta come all the way into the mountains for this. It can't be good for you."
"You worry too much. Can't we talk about something else?"