She listened to him as he spoke of food and the history behind his hunting for it. She remained attentive, her eyes lingering on him briefly but continuing to look ahead for the most part, making sure she was following him to where his camp was. Rexanna found it easy to listen to him, the way he recalled things and the information given to her about the locations in the area. At the mention of a Tavern, her eyes slipped to him and she nodded. “The Tavern was the first place I came to when I came here.” She admitted with a quiet, amused laugh. As he mentioned that he brought enough to share, she offered him a kind smile. “I appreciate that.” She offered, having not hunted since being here and having sustained herself mostly on berries and vegetables found in her excursions.
It was a nice-looking place, in fact. Much nicer than most of her time on the run and the places she had stayed in. She followed him as he led her to a place to sit. Taking the seat, she offered him another bright smile and a quiet ‘Thanks’ before watching as he moved to go grab some wood for the fire. Her hands found her bare arms and she quietly rubbed them while the fire warmed up. She definitely wasn’t expecting him to help her by putting his coat onto her.
His eyes were warm and sincere, and she found herself offering him another bright smile. “Thank you.” She spoke kindly, subconsciously shifting in her seat to lean back into him as he warmed up her shoulders, and she found herself laughing quietly while he remarked on the cooking abilities. “I can’t wait.” She admitted, grinning to him as he moved to prep the food. As he set it to cook, he made sure the jacket was snuggly around her and waited for him to sit and pull out a little flask. He offered it to her and she took a small drink from it before handing it back to him with another small smile.
“It does taste great.” Her voice was soft as her eyes lingered on Alistair, her attention taken from the food and instead on the man who was kind enough to offer her food and a place to be warm for a bit. “I really do appreciate this. Can I repay you in some way?” She questioned with a tilt of her head – this stranger, offering her so much in such a short amount of time. It warmed her heart, but being who Rexanna was, she wanted to see if she could help him somehow. She let her gaze linger on him, her sapphire eyes watching him for a few moments before she took her pale hand and lifted it, aiming to press it lightly against his own hand. “You’re very kind.” She paused, thoughtfully, eyes scanning him briefly. “It has been awhile since I’ve met someone so kind.” She chuckled quietly, retracting her hand and glancing back toward the fire.
RexannA
just because you are soft,
doesn't mean you're not a force.
honey and wildfire are both the color gold.
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