At least not in an actual combat scenario . ”
Chuckling, he collected their dishes taking
them to be washed.
“ Are you sure you'd be willing
to take up fighting again ? The world grows more ruthless every day after all .”
The archer's hand reciprocated
the feeling she'd conveyed, smiling back .
“ There's so many things to do though .
Obviously its as you mentioned we need to figure out where we're going, travelling clothes . . . and I haven't touched my bow in forever .—
--It’s been a while since anything really exciting happened."
With a determined nod, she reached over and gently squeezed his hand. "Let’s wrap up here and start thinking about where we want to go. I’ve got a feeling there’s something amazing out there just waiting for us~!"
, leaning back in his chair.
" Thinking about hitting the road again huh ? I have days where I feel restless too. Maybe we should explore
the idea ? "
It had been a while since anything exciting had really happened, settling down felt unnatural.
His fork dangling from his mouth while he chewed on the breakfast pastry , hed reached across the table with a hand on her shoulder.
" Its best not to think about it, but the answer is... every time. "
Plate now empty and the fork rested on the empty plate, his arms folded+
--continuing our travels." She lowered her voice a little. "...I'm bored of the ordinary life." No wonder, she spent most of it within a cage, never allowed for her adventurous spirit to spread its wings.
Giving her a playful wink, he'd already picked up a fork and scooped it beneath one of the browned pancakes, flipping it through the air onto his plate with a flick of the wrist.
“ smells great ! ”
Not long after, sawing off a small bite.
“ Tastes good too , you improved ! ”
“ Im sure you won't, if you're anything,
you're persistent. ”
He chimed, already grabbing two plates from the cupboard and approaching her side .
“ Please, im immune to sugar rushes now,
unless it's sugar from you babe . ”—
--finishing the pancakes, though an adorable little pout lingered on her lips.
"Just don’t blame me if you get a sugar rush." she muttered, flipping the pancakes.
He nodded along, eyes tracing the knife .
His hand reaching aside from her tyrade and gripping the canister, shaking a little into the mixture of ingredients out of her line of sight.
“ I understand, Ill be careful .”
With a swift motion, she pushed the sugar away and raised an eyebrow at him, her stance firm . The young woman unyielding.
"Oh, no you don’t." A wag of the finger.
"This recipe is mine, and I assure you it’s sweet enough without any extra help."
In a dramatic flourish, she --
Curiosity piqued as usual .
Verdant hair peeked across her shoulder,
finger wagging as he counted the ingredients she'd laid out. A VERY important ingredient missing .
“ AHEM.”
Reaching over her, a canister of white sugar is slid towards the rest of the ingredients, discreetly.
--flour, eggs, milk, and, of course, a handful of fresh blueberries. If something was missing, it's because she intended to make a HEALTHY breakfast for him.
Lips curled into a small smile, that small peck motivating him out of bed.
Asking her to cook was dangerous,
but he still had faith she could improve,
and in order to do that she needed practice.
Even if it meant endangering his own well being.—
“ Is breakfast ready ? ”
In that moment, vision would become clear again , fingers curling at the blankets at his waist with his eyes wide open, almost distraught.
“ You didn't cook right ! ? ”
Stirring around just a bit in his sleep,
his hand began to swat at the fingers touching him,
half sitting up with a spontaneous yawn while shielding from the rays of light .
“ Im... * Yawn* awake ... ”
The Archer's eyes hazily staring at her with drool drying beside his lips. —
She stirred with the dawn’s early light, the soft glow filtering through the inn's curtains, warming her face.
Oh right, it's morning already.
Turning to the side, she gently reached out, tender fingers nudging @VectorialLynx awake.
"Good morning sleepyhead~"
@cerasus_medica The Verdant haired man beamed with a smile.
“ I made the bracelet, the charms were unfortunately store bought. But they looked cute and I thought you would like them anyway.
All that said though, im glad you liked them ! ”
The archer leaned forward,
pecking her cheek.
Stretching and creaking loudly , why does it feel like he's been in a coma... for over a year. That aside though, he's crawled atop @cerasus_medica , lightly prodding her cheek with a medium sized present under his opposite arm.
“ Bea . . . pssssst . . .”
@cerasus_medica The gift containing a silver bangle
with two small rabbit shaped charms .
The bangle forged by himself...
the charms acquired elsewhere.
@cerasus_medica Grinning widely, in her arms,
a small peck was planted on her cheek.
The gift wrapped and held together with a blue ribbon is presented to above her face.
“ We're a few weeks late but . . .
MERRY CHRISTMAS ! ”
—
"Nothing. You're mine."
With a quiet hum, she turned around, happily waddling forward with a light bounde in her step. Long, silver braid swaying on the sides.
"Do you fancy a little adventure?"
"Indeed. A lot has happened since the day we've met. I'm glad that both of us are still in one piece."
Standing proud, she flexed her arm, grinning from ear to ear.
"Don't worry, my dear knight, I'll keep you safe!"
She pointed at the sword at her hip.
His eyes tracked her as she popped up in front of him. Chuckling along with her.
" I think I've survived worse assaults in general. I guess alot of times went by for those things to happen. "
Laughing, she made a quick dive under his arm, appearing right in front of the man.
"You survived far worse assaults from me."
She spoke, beaming with a bright smile.