It had happened smoother than she envisioned, neither one of them spilled their wine, he did not gasp in shock. In fact he seemed unaffected completely. And she got what she wanted. To touch him. Marian wasn't sure what she had expected to happen. But it was a step, wasn't it? "Well it is crucial to be silent and lethal when you are a woman disguised as a man, doing things that might get you hanged if you are not careful. Though I don't know if I would call myself lethal. I didn't kill anyone, just knocked them out when needed."
Having lost interest in her glass, she leaned forward and placed it carefully on the table before them. It wasn't a test, when her knee rubbed gently against his leg when she moved forward and back. "The snow happened here, like it has on the station, but it was a little more natural, and not as cold. It seems cooped up in the hallways and the like. But it will go away soon, it hardly ever stays past the beginning of March. But I do miss the rain. I hope it rains at least once while we're here. A thunderstorm would be fantastic."