[He avoids looking down at her, though her presence at his side is nothing he can ignore.
Especially when she says things like that.]
Maker! Iona.
[Yeah, that blush on his neck is darker by the moment and he doesn't even have his ruffed mantle to hide it from anyone passing them. The idea has merit, but he's fairly certain she's only said so much to get this very reaction out of him.
Running his free hand down his face, he gathers his composure and clears his throat again.]
Is that all you want to do then? Just food and straight to bed.
no subject
Especially when she says things like that.]
Maker! Iona.
[Yeah, that blush on his neck is darker by the moment and he doesn't even have his ruffed mantle to hide it from anyone passing them. The idea has merit, but he's fairly certain she's only said so much to get this very reaction out of him.
Running his free hand down his face, he gathers his composure and clears his throat again.]
Is that all you want to do then? Just food and straight to bed.