The best time of his life, he spent with her in the forest. He walks with his head slightly bent, bag slung across his chest. He watches her out of the corner of his eye. Maybe he needs to fight here; maybe it's a case of who dares wins.

He picks his spot, near to the stream, under leafy branches. He takes the blanket out of his bag and spreads it out on the grass.

"Let me see your back."