The thought of being out over the water in whatever vessel Balthier had, left her on an edge of nervous anticipation. However, she was well aware of the fact that she didn’t know if she could refuse him. As he painted a picture of floating in the dark, she could only imagine how beautiful the stars might be unobstructed by surrounding land masses. Maybe if they could focus on the sky, it would be easier to forget about what may happen to be underneath- as he suggested. Though, she wasn’t totally convinced. In a round of light nervous laughter, she glanced away momentarily to catch herself from leaning in too closely. Though the brief respite only lasted a moment, before her amber gaze immersed itself in his of cyan. “I’m afraid I have to say I’ll believe it when I see it.” She finally admitted through the amusement that twinkled in her expression. Nevertheless, she was still uncertain of exactly what she had just committed herself to.
- X -
It was easy to forget how something looked the first time you saw it. Of course, the cave was beautiful no matter how many times you had seen it, but some things truly had the power to take your breath away in the first few moments. Allowing that line of thought to soak in, she was only vaguely aware that his words echoed the same sentiment that flashed through the back of her mind. However, it was the movement that caught her attention in the lowlight. Her eyes trailed along as Balthier approached the embers remaining from the hours-old blaze. Upon his request for fuel, she quickly worked her way to the wall. Stashed behind one of the stalactites, she pulled out some kindling and a few good-sized twigs to get it going once again. Returning to the circle of ash, she placed what she had gathered just off to the side, before glancing in his direction. “I’ve got a little put back. Enough to get it going again for now.” She responded warmly before scattering some of the dry grass over the glow of heat that still remained. As the fire was fed and slowly working its way through what she had set on top, a different kind of smile filled her features. “I would like that.” She mused softly, as her attention lingered on the intricate golden mask that outlined his face. “How else are you going to show me this raft of yours?” She playfully remarked with a little more volume as a call back to their earlier discussion.
It was at that moment that the snap of fire reminded her of her current task. Throwing the twigs on top of what had built up, it quickly regained its strength. A small column of smoke disappeared as it traced its way into the shadows overhead. “Is that to your liking?” She asked part jokingly, as he had pressed to ensure that it was warm enough. But it was a genuine question as well, as she wanted to ensure that he was satisfied as well.
