fragile minds

She laughed a little against his lips and shook her head, wiping a tear from her eyes moments later. How could I have ever stopped loving you? Whether or not you see it, you're a damned good man and, from the time you first confided in me your plans to be a Keeper, I knew you'd make your clan proud. It wasn't like her to gush, but... This was a special occasion, and she figured he might need the bit of ego boost. "How can I fall in love with you when I never fell out of love with you?" She inquired with a soft chuckle, following him to his hut. She tried not to laugh at the sight of him ducking into his own home, but... It was pretty funny.

She didn't have a similar problem, thankfully. She followed him into the hut without ducking down and whistled low. Lookit you, getting deliveries of sweets... She was teasing him mostly, trying to make it seem like she didn't plan on leaving. She knew the longer she stayed, the harder it would be for her to leave, but... She bit down gently on her lower lip and sighed. Hell, how could she leave him now? She'd be a damned fool to break him a second time, even if the first time hadn't been her own choice.

She accepted the pastry and examined it for a moment, reminded all too soon of how little she'd eaten during her trek from Orlais. Or I could sleep in the nude. She spoke with a shrug, tearing off a piece of the pastry and popping it into her mouth. She chewed slowly, closing her eyes. The flavors that bloomed over her tongue caused the softest of moans to bubble up from the depths of her throat. Once that first piece of pastry was down, the remaining pastry knew no mercy. When she finished it, she blinked and licked her fingers, looking down for a moment to hide the blush that warmed her face.