You Remind Me

His expression did soften as she spoke even just that little bit of her past, maybe a family much different than his own. He could only hope that in the long run she had been loved like he had even with his own troubled past. It was nothing to prod her about, that was all what would come naturally over time or not at all. He would be lying to say he didn't care, but there wasn't much of this large yearning to get so emotionally attached to her. Not right now.

"Being alone is hard." Was all he could really say. A hint of that subtle care he felt. She didn't need to feel like she had to hide the deeper feelings from him, even if they didn't know each other very well. He was open to listening at least.

That gentle turn of a grin returned on his maw as she had mentioned something along the lines of him being a runaway prince, joking of course, he could tell. "Well, that's a compliment. But I am far from any prince." A quiet chuckle as she finished what she was doing with her herbs, and soon they would be turning to start off on their night together. "I'm more of hunter myself but I also run patrols and help with warrior training when needed."

When Kiliaen was ready to move on, Balthier rose his brow a bit before stepping off towards the path to the back of the falls. He was leading the way by pure memory not that the tunnel was branching off into different directions or anything. When they arrived back into her little base, he set his bag down and went a little further back where she had supplied the extra wood the last time he was here, and with that some supplies to start a fire which he did. Was that gentleman like? Maybe, almost as if he was trying to let her sit back and relax. He was.

He laid down by the small, growing fire, opening his bag to pull out a few things. First a couple pieces of cooked bison meat wrapped up in some cloth, one for him and one for her of course. Then he pulled out a wine bottle for each of them as well. "One for you, one for me. And we can share the third one if you think you can handle that." He chuckled again, always that soft joking manner. He'd drink all three by himself honestly, if he hadn't blacked out before then. Maybe that wasn't the goal for tonight though. "How's this for a candlelight dinner?"

"Balthier"