As they drew closer to their destination, Woody became increasingly reticent.
When they reached the juncture between the Great Green Mountain and the Lesser Green Mountain, preparing to ascend, Blight noticed his companion's unusual state.
Woody's silence had not previously concerned Blight, considering it was in line with his character, but upon preparing to enter the mountains after lunch, Blight saw Woody's pale face, cold sweat still clinging to it.
Blight immediately declared they would rest at the mountain's base and proceed the following morning.
He helped Woody sit down and handed him a flask of water, watching as he drank deeply.
"Feeling better?"
"Much better," Woody replied.
Blight wiped the cold sweat from Woody's face, and Woody offered a shy smile.
"Thanks, big brother."
"If something's bothering you, talk to me."
Blight sensed this wasn't a sudden illness but perhaps related to Woody's past experiences.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!