Kieaira looked towards X'ahce and then to the tent. "It doesn't look like it's going to be very big..." She wrinkeled her nose at the thought of having to share a sleeping bag with someone else ... sure she was small but .... A thought came to her!
Well ... I don't take up much room, I'm sure we could all squeeze into the tent ... and if we unzip the sleeping bags and use some on the bottom and others as blankets, we could all sleep comfortably .... I hope." She squeaked out the last few words, still feeling a bit uncomfortable, but if they all slept together, no one would be left out, and no one would be getting too friendly. She glanced towards the tent wondering how big it was as well as the questions was asked.
"Five man ... best I could do." Shouted the driver from further off. Kieaira turned her head, a curious gaze crossing her features as she bit down on her lip, battling with herself before finally stepping away from the group and heading off towards the driver.
"Can I help with anything?" Her voice came out just barely above a whisper as she peered over her shoulder to see what it was he was doing. The driver had a long thick stick in his hand and a knife in the other and was sharpening the end into a point.
"Making a new spear ... will have to do until we get back to Gridania." He said in response to her wandering eyes. "You're making dinner, aye?" He nodded towards the basket of vegetables she was carrying around. "You should be able to find a pot ... not so sure about bowls though." He nodded back towards the cart.
"Oh ... T-thanks." she forced a small smile, still a bit uncomfortable from his brash actions earlier. "Umm.... It occurs to me that I don't even know your name..." He paused what he was doing and turned his head, his piercing blue gaze looking down at her, catching her eyes with his own, she felt as if she could not look away, even as a blush touched her cheeks for about the millionth time this trip.
"Draevyn." He finally said, in that sultry smooth tone of his, flashing her a smile of his pearly whites. He pushed the knife into the hand with his stick and moved to grasp hers before she could pull back. "A pleasure..." He grinned, leaning down to place a kiss upon the back of her hand, which only made the girl silently freak out even more.
"I-I-I should go make ... soup ... food..." She stuttered, finally pulling her hand back once he let go and stood up once more, chuckling. She didn't wait for a response and turned around, walking quickly back towards the cart to find said pot, and perhaps a knife and something to use as bowls, leaving the encounter behind, though she was still blushing when she returned to the group.
Well ... I don't take up much room, I'm sure we could all squeeze into the tent ... and if we unzip the sleeping bags and use some on the bottom and others as blankets, we could all sleep comfortably .... I hope." She squeaked out the last few words, still feeling a bit uncomfortable, but if they all slept together, no one would be left out, and no one would be getting too friendly. She glanced towards the tent wondering how big it was as well as the questions was asked.
"Five man ... best I could do." Shouted the driver from further off. Kieaira turned her head, a curious gaze crossing her features as she bit down on her lip, battling with herself before finally stepping away from the group and heading off towards the driver.
"Can I help with anything?" Her voice came out just barely above a whisper as she peered over her shoulder to see what it was he was doing. The driver had a long thick stick in his hand and a knife in the other and was sharpening the end into a point.
"Making a new spear ... will have to do until we get back to Gridania." He said in response to her wandering eyes. "You're making dinner, aye?" He nodded towards the basket of vegetables she was carrying around. "You should be able to find a pot ... not so sure about bowls though." He nodded back towards the cart.
"Oh ... T-thanks." she forced a small smile, still a bit uncomfortable from his brash actions earlier. "Umm.... It occurs to me that I don't even know your name..." He paused what he was doing and turned his head, his piercing blue gaze looking down at her, catching her eyes with his own, she felt as if she could not look away, even as a blush touched her cheeks for about the millionth time this trip.
"Draevyn." He finally said, in that sultry smooth tone of his, flashing her a smile of his pearly whites. He pushed the knife into the hand with his stick and moved to grasp hers before she could pull back. "A pleasure..." He grinned, leaning down to place a kiss upon the back of her hand, which only made the girl silently freak out even more.
"I-I-I should go make ... soup ... food..." She stuttered, finally pulling her hand back once he let go and stood up once more, chuckling. She didn't wait for a response and turned around, walking quickly back towards the cart to find said pot, and perhaps a knife and something to use as bowls, leaving the encounter behind, though she was still blushing when she returned to the group.