"Hailey?" Archer said as he walked into the tent, sealing it off from other people. She looked up to him, her eyes weak and downcast, and she gave an equally weak smile.
"Archer."
He said nothing as he walked towards her, just in time, and she leaned to the side, her head resting on his stomach, her lips parting as she gave an exhausted breath. He brought his hands to caress her hair, smoothening it downwards.
"It was hard. Wasn't it?" He asked, his voice low and gentle.
She shook her head. "Have I...proven myself enough?"
He looked down at her and her eyes were opened. They glistened with tears, and her hands clenched beside her.
"You should go to sleep. Don't say anything."
She swallowed and closed her eyes, a small breath leaving her. He waited till her breaths evened out, befor
