[Yona starts to smile then chuckle at his antics. Though a part of her feels bad, of course. She should know her own strength better than that. All of the arrows, fired night after night, have left their traces after all.
She pouts slightly.]
It's all because of your training. You should beware of me, Hak.
[But then he says that last bit and her mind blanks, her heart heavy with longing. She only notices how the latter must have won this internal struggle when she finds herself even closer to him, her lips gently pressed against his cheek. With every breath, every single heartbeat, another part of her seems to touch his naked skin.]