[se] swept by the wind

Cordelia

Cordelia bent down to pick up another shirt from the basket, realizing this one to be Noah's and a faint smile curled on her lips, unaware of the teasing she was inviting upon herself. The Attuned couldn't have even contained the giddiness that trickles along the bond if she wanted to at the thought of the newly appointed demigod. Her nod was instant at his suggestions, "A good idea. I think it would be a good start. The flowers would be good for attracting pollinators, though." She offered, thinking he might not have considered that, but she'd been thinking about trying to locate a small hive and having a source of honey was always welcome when such delicacies we're scarce.

She glanced his way just in time to catch his smirk, causing a dark brown to arch, lips parting to ask what he was grinning about. He beat her to it, airing his question that was more like a statement, but closest to an observation. Of course the Sword had noticed. It would have been naive to think he hadn't. Her cheeks heat further and she tried for nonchalance, but she was an open book to him given their shared link. "Yeah... It's new. He, uhm, kissed me when we were in Torchline. After the three of us met up again."

If her voice took on a dreamy quality to it she wouldn't admit. No, not even as her lips curl and she recalled that breath stealing kiss, the words he pressed into her skin as he made his declaration.

Say something, something like you love me
Less you want to move away from the noise of this place