Exiting the hot cooking surface and entering the burning chemical reaction

Oh, it seemed her attention on him got a reaction, causing a small amused smile lift to her face as he glanced away. She could work with that.

Once she was standing he allowed his expression to turn from the concentrated frown of someone either focused on something or forcing himself to focus on something and she briefly felt her chest flutter. She gave him a good look for the first time, her gaze roving slowly over his form. He was handsome enough, she'd give him that, though she still found his eyes the most mesmerizing part of him, the unease she'd felt returned though as she met his gaze again, both unable to look away from those gorgeous orbs and not wanting to maintain contact for too long.

He offered up his advice on how to get the shelter of the trees, and though in truth Samara herself might have preferred to be carried she couldn't deny it would be a bit infantilizing, besides she'd rather stroke his ego, the longer she could make him feel needed the better, so she nodded; shuffling closer to him, pausing for a moment to look up at him again, a moment of uncertainty flickering across her face. She was allowing herself to be very vulnerable to a stranger, but then she'd give up over some of her weight, not all of it, though maybe a bit than she needed to. She wanted to make sure he was aware of her proximity but also wasn't about to let herself collapse to the side if he so much as stepped away from her.

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