The 'me' in the 'me and you'

His switch from over dramatic clown to serious herb hunter was an easy change for the good-humoured boy. The kiss on the other hand, was unexpected, and he struggled not to get thrown of his stride at her surprising planting of it.

They had known from the moment they had re-found each other, that they were in love, but.. They hadn’t really said the word, and still stood in the awkward, early stages of their relationship. Which of course meant the boy couldn’t keep the grin off his face at the memory of her feathery lips caressing his cheek. It was a good thing she was blind, or his goofy grin might have given him away.

“i’ll take your word for it” he agreed, tone warm and amendable. He didn’t have much idea what he was looking for, though he knew a couple of important herbs. He had used first aid on himself every once in a while. In fact, he had helped Vail out once when she had stubbed her toe. He pretended to be even more clueless then he really was, to keep her talking about her passion. “You’ll have to describe them in detail to me, or I fear I’ll walk right past them.” he warned her.
“Your alpha-sister is keeping you awfully busy, isn’t she?”