When he acknowledged that he was missing a key component to their 'candlelight dinner' she couldn't help the laugh that followed. "Ingenuity. I like it." Kiliaen responded teasingly, before pressing on in their short trip.
After she posed her question to him to share something about himself, Kiliaen's attention shifted back towards her paws. Listening to Balthier intently as she worked, one by one she would line up the loose herbs and place another flat stone on top of it to keep it from traveling by breeze. But when he went on to describe all of his relatives and lack of family, she brightened ever so slightly. "Ahh, you see, I can relate. While I don't have a large family, I come from a nomadic lot." She started, momentarily losing focus on her project at hand. "They decided they wanted to move on, and I made the choice for myself to stick around."That wasn't exactly what had happened. But, it was an easier way of explaining things in the light of a casual conversation. Blinking the memory away, the warm grin returned to her features as she made an effort to move their talk along. "That's pretty deep to discuss over herb drying though ..."Maybe after they had some of that wine.Probably not even then.
Returning her attention to the few remaining herbs waiting to be pressed, she thought of another question. "What do you do for the Hallows? You're not some runaway heir that I'm going to have to return, are you?" Kiliaen hesitated a moment as she glanced at him through her eyelashes with a playful light to her amber gaze. It was clearly met as a joke, she didn't peg him for that type. But it was still all in good fun to tease.
Once she was finished, she leaned back to make sure all the gathered plant matter was covered by stone. Satisfied, she rose to her paws and took a step back before finding that two-toned sapphire gaze of his. "There we go! That will do for now." She assured, happy to have that task out of the way. Now where were we?
