In spite of the chill Tod's hand is sweaty as he clutches Sung's. They haven't been out for days due to recent events, and the fear of capture has left them both a little paranoid.
"Come on." Sung says to her little brother-in-law. He's having no trouble keeping pace with her, but she knows he needs to remember that she's still present and caring, in mind and body. They reach Sung's desired location and stop just across the street from the flower shop. Her shoulders tense up in nervousness, but relief shows in her small smile as she spots Violet leaning against the shop wall. She leads Tod across the road and then stops next to an empty flower stand; she misses the display but there isn't time to go into the shop and browse pieces of spring. Tod stares at nothing across the street, his hand still clutching Sung's in a nervous grip.
"Violet." She says softly.