[ While she is considering, Mr. Dickerson turns and begins to retrace his steps back up to the cove overlook he'd taken up a station at, blanket cast light over his shoulder as he goes.
It's not a long hike. Four minutes on foot, maybe five until he asks: ]
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It's not a long hike. Four minutes on foot, maybe five until he asks: ]
Would you like me to pursue her?