Shinjo Akil wrote:He blinked at her words, but leaned his head into her hand. "Your words are like poetry," he smiled, his hand resting on her leg. "I... wish I had similar words to offer in return... but despite my attempts at trying words seem to be failing me right now."
Shinjo Akil wrote:"Then I will enjoy my place as a font of inspiration," he nodded his head, "even if I can't find words myself."
Shinjo Akil wrote:"I think it could. I will have to see if I can come up with something." He smirked lightly, "once my wrist isn't still weasel bitten, of course." His eyes looked into hers again, looking for something. "Would it be permissible for me to kiss you again?"
Shinjo Akil wrote:He shook his head at that. "I find them cute, I must admit," and he leaned in again, slowly, gently brushing his lips against hers, holding for several moments before pulling away again. "Eventually," he finally stopped to consider, "we probably will need to brave the rain to get back to our tents."
Shinjo Akil wrote:He laughed, "and, well, it would be a scandal if we were to be found here like this. Setem is already judging us both, I am sure," he grinned as he looked over to his horse.
Shinjo Akil wrote:Akil slowly began to stand up. "Oh he will be fine. He did let you ride him, after all, I'm sure that means he likes you well enough." Unfortunately, as long as they had been together, AKil had not yet learned how to speak horse.
Shinjo Akil wrote:"I am glad she does not dislike me," he offered, "that would have made a few minutes ago very inconvenient."
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