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David stands up and leans down, lifting me up into his arms. “I can walk,” I say quietly, feeling ridiculous. He also has no clothes on and while he’s not freezing, it’s still cold out. “No,” he says with a slight chuckle. “You literally can’t walk that far. You’re barely awake. Just let me take care of you.” “I’m sorry I ran away,” I say softly, completely embarrassed about the situation I’ve put myself in. “I should have just talked to you.” “You should have, but it’s done,” he tells me, walking towards what I assume is the right direction. “Once you're warm and rested we’ll talk about it all. Besides, we’re not as far as you think we are, you just took the very long way there.” I sigh, feeling like an absolute fool, but he calmly continues to carry me back. He’s always so