Drinking You In

"Drinking You In" is a [SEASON NUMBER] thread written on [IRL DATE].
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“Nalaaaaa…”
The Warden turned in exasperation at the sound of Liam’s blurry voice, and she looked down at him from her post outside the party as he stumbled towards her. He smiled when he saw her, a rare, genuine thing, and he put a paw up against her porcelain thigh to keep his balance. He ended up slipping and hugging it anyways, sighing at his faltering legs. “Hi, Nala.”
Hello, Liam. She bent to pick him up with care and sat him on one of her broad shoulders, and he leaned up against her head, holding one of her long, pointed horns as he did so. She could feel how fuzzy his thoughts were, but she didn’t mind. As long as he wasn’t upset.
“Hhhey.” He smushed his cheek up against her other horn. “Nala, we don’t hang out any more.”
Of course we do, Nala said idly, cradling him close as she continued to keep her eyes on the horizon. Liam frowned and tugged on her faceplate, and she reluctantly let him pull her gaze to meet his.
“No we don’t,” he insisted. “’S okay, I just…” He rested his forehead against hers, closing his eyes. “I miss you. I just wanted you to know that.”
What sparked this, little one? 
“Stonegit,” he said plainly, and she inwardly quirked at that.
Stonegit was telling you that you and I do not enjoy each other’s company enough?
“It was more like…uh…” He paused sheepishly. “I told him that. Cause I was…jealous. Of him. Being with you all the time.”
There was a slight tug at her heart, and Nala held him a little closer, still looking up at him in concern. I haven’t forgotten about you, Liam. You know that.
“Yeah, but sometimes you act like you do,” he said, half-joking.
That is an error of my own making, then. She lowered him to the ground and brought herself to one knee, tilting her head sympathetically at him. Liam, after you sober up, we can spend a day out in the field together. You and me.
“You and me?” Liam said, almost in disbelief. “Like old times?”
Like old times. We’ll talk about what aches you so.
He folded his arms, almost grumpily considering the offer, while Nala waited patiently in front of him, her essence moving slowly in the night air. “Yeah,” he decided, nodding once. “Yeah, that sounds good.”
She mentally embraced him and then gently prodded him in the direction of his new home. Go take care of yourself. You’ve had a long few days.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” He waved a tipsy paw at her and she rolled her eyes, supporting him all the way home. But his words stayed with her, and nagged her throughout the rest of the night, and the only thing that managed to distract her was the arrival of a single rider on dragonback, flying madly like the wind to reach Haligan.