One Hundred and Twenty Eight

Gwyneth’s POV

“It’s now getting late,” Kalex said as he stood and then gazes down to me. “Don’t you have plan of getting inside the lodge?” he asked while hands inside his pocket.

“Wanna go for a walk?” I asked him back, then stood as well and leveled into his height, though he’s few centimeters taller than me. “I mean, I feel like wanted to walk during this time, but if you are tired and just would like to rest, then it’s fine with me and—”