His smiles made something unfamiliar in her go soft and warm, made her greedy for more of them even though part of their appeal was their rarity. They made her smile in return, pleased in a satisfied sort of way. Her smiles would never be the lush, seductively feminine things that Selina was able to pull so easily to her own lips, but there was just a hint there of it, the line of her mouth soft and relaxed for just a moment instead of hard and anxious.
The smile faded again just a bit as she thought about her fluency (or lack thereof) in the new language. But she nodded at Bruce's words, knowing that he was right. The longer she was there, the more she was forced to practice, to live among people that didn't speak her own language, the easier and faster theirs would come to her. "I don't know about conversations," she managed as she shook her head just slightly, "But maybe I won't be quite as confused." The encouragement was appreciated though, even if she covered it over with a layer of realism.
He'd like to show her. The statement made her look over and up at him again, studying his expression for a moment like she was looking for something. For the polite lie hidden beneath the courtesy. But though she wasn't always the best at reading people, she couldn't find anything there other than truth. Maybe he actually did want to teach her to ride a horse, to take her into the city. The thought of it made her flush, just a bit, and nod. And (though she didn't quite realize it) it made her fingers tighten on his for just a second as they continued to walk. And the smile returned. "I'd like that." It felt strange, the words, the thought that someone would go out of their way to give her something she might enjoy. It made her look down at her feet as they walked, but the smile lingered.