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She preened under the compliments, a sudden motion of dress and wild curls, a rising blush to her cheeks, eyes mildly appraising his huff of disappointment at her antics, or the ensuing pulse of amusement. A snare set, though the line not completely drawn. After some food, perhaps; not voicing the thoughts meandering around her mind, slowly, not unlike a predator pacing back and forth. That she’d have him anywhere, as long as he was willing too – drawn somewhere from interludes in forests or streams or amidst something wild, something fierce –
For the present though, there was sustenance, and she paused in the maelstrom of her salacious mind to watch as he finally revealed the nestled portions in his pack. She smiled at the green quilt billowed across the surface, but then there were packages of bread, the aroma of the meats, cheeses, tomatoes, and olives, and her eyes widened significantly, mouth already watering at the prospects. “This is fantastic,” she emphasized, gliding over while her companions sauntered from the shadows, polite enough to wait their turns. “Very well done,” prospered with a wink in his direction, hands already plucking at two slices, starting the miniature assembly line, striving to gather her wits amidst the myriad of choices. “A good idea too,” to emphasize she was much happier here, out in the wilderness with him, then to be corded off in a stuffy Stormbreak restaurant and not knowing which fork to stab herself with. “I brought more things to go with the berries and sugar,” unknowingly, but they'd compliment each other well, though she’d let that be a surprise, placing her sandwich together before pouring them some glasses of wine and waiting for him to make his selection.
Not without parsing out portions of treats and meat for Sila and Fangorn, respectively, of course. From there, she debated, and then let the notions unfurl, gradually; uncertain about his pending response, but knowing it was probably best not to hide these experiences – given they could always happen again. "Did I tell you about being channeled during LongNight?"
salvation doesn't look like light
