Rather than answer immediately, Omega does stroll inside and take a very thorough look around. It's large, and the cows are on the opposite end of the barn; the wide doors both on the ground and into the hayloft do create a decent airflow, so even though the smell is noticeable, it's not smothering. And the hayloft itself is above the main doors, so they have the privacy of hearing someone come in well before anyone might be able to see them.

"It's fine," he concludes, glancing sideways at her. "We're not gonna find anything as good as our tree out here, anyway."

Still, he looks back out into the yard, and at the fields beyond, and the trees and the mountains beyond that, and after a moment or two he regards his mate again with the corners of his mouth twitching upward.

"But we don't have to decide right now, do we?"