Sean pursed his lips at her sneeze. “I have a lighter in my pocket. You can use it to light some firewood for warmth.”

Natalie’s eyes brightened at his words. “You have a lighter? Why didn’t you collect some wood and build a fire sooner then?”

“I can’t walk,” Sean muttered as his gaze landed on his crooked leg.

Her eyes widened as he followed his gaze. “Your leg-”

“It is broken,” Sean interrupted and finished her sentence. His nonchalance made it seem like they were talking about dinner instead of discussing his broken limb.

Natalie’s voice shook as she commented, “No wonder you said you can’t walk.”

“Oh, both my arms are dislocated as well,” Sean added.

Natalie took a deep breath and looked at him in pity. “Damn, that’s really unlucky of you.”

She had merely suffered minor scratches and cuts from the fall.

The state of his injuries were shocking.

 

lightly, Sean said, “Yes. I

as the branch snapped. She was relatively unscathed

 

million years; yet, he did not feel regret at

have

smile appeared on

walked toward him. “Where’s

thigh.” He indicated the exact spot with

placement of his lighter.

Sean looked at her and teased, “Why? Are

at him.

into his pocket and grabbed

for propriety. I could care less since I’m freezing

inspected the lighter. Though it was out of shape, it worked

me here,” she said to

the recent rainfall. The fresh air in the mountains provided a

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