What happened to you? It was a simple question. There was no simple answer. Mostly because the response to his question was immediate and complex, a lightning bolt striking and then fanning out. She looked at him, sharp and curious, before Idun forced herself to face forward. Watch the road. Find some fascinating point in the distance and stick to it.
"Oh, as far as tree goddesses go, you could definitely do better." Well that sounded forward. Idun risked a glance at Bragi, and that wicked smile snapped her gaze forward once again. "In terms of company, of course. Company, general demeanor. I don't know if you're aware, but most tree goddesses are very willing to share their trees. You just stumbled upon a very rude exception."
The image of that grin hadn't left her, even though she forced herself to stop looking. To be honest, a lot of images weren't leaving her. This wasn't completely unheard of. Idun often fell victim to someone's charms. But this was different. She had never seen a mischievous grin that nearly made her blush. She jumped at the promise of some devious adventure, she didn't get nervous and anxious and uncertain. Bragi was trouble.
That was the only explanation.
Idun took a deep breath as though to brace herself, and only after did she look back at Bragi again. Steeling herself just to talk to a god. This was ridiculous. But his interest in what she did, agreeing with how she viewed a journey -- they weren't talking about climbing anywhere -- it only emphasized what instinct kept trying to tell her. This god was dangerous.
"Apples," she confirmed with a nod, teeth catching her lip again briefly before she shook off the nerves. Maybe she was a tree goddess, but Idun offered no response either way. She studied him silently for a moment, then smiled softly. Oh, curiosity was a terrible thing. "What sort of a journey are you looking for? One with climbing, naturally, but besides that?"