This was hard. So hard. Because even with Hermod holding her and kissing her and reassuring her, all she really wanted to do was run. Everything in her told her that was the smartest way to go. If she ran, she couldn't get hurt. Things had to catch up to you to hurt you, and if she kept moving, nothing could hit the target.
Except it had. Because apparently, she couldn't outrun whatever this was, this thing between her and Hermod. Which made her only real option the one he was offering her. And she didn't like that. It felt too much like being backed in a corner. Even if it was a corner with a hot Nord in it.
A hot, naked Nord.
That thought made her feel better at least.
Taking a breath, Bast sighed and said, "Okay. Okay. I... Look, I can't promise, honey bunny. I don't want to break a promise to you, and I'm not good at this shit. Seriously not good. But I will try. And I really mean that. I'll try my hardest. For you. I'll work on this together stuff, and if I bolt again, just... come get me?"
The last came out more questioning than she'd intended it to. It was supposed to be a statement, not a question. "Okay? Don't let me go. I don't want you to let me go. I want to be with you. I want to stay with you. I want to do this together thing. But I might screw up, so please, don't leave me if I do. Okay?"
Bast cleared her throat, then added in a swift sentence, all in one breath, "AlsoI'mnotmeetingyourmotheranytimethiscenturybecauseIdon'tdothatshitandI'mwayolderthanherandit'salreadyweirdenoughthatI'mrobbingthecradlewithyou."