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Brynhild Ingouf (brynhild_ingouf) wrote in spinningcompass,

At the sound of his voice the 'pleased with herself' smile turned warm. That voice that could melt butter on the coldest day in either at northern, or southern, most point on earth. It was like a caress. She lifted her gaze so that she could watch him walk toward her. His stride was very different from Edward's, who walked like a man used to taming the seas in a large ship, she could only liken it the feel of the softest velvet against her skin. Though, the fact that she was head over heels in love with him may have made her think so.

But he was lovely to watch. Her smile grew bigger as he got closer, and offered his water. Which she took with gratitude. She'd forgotten one, she took a healthy swallow before offering it back to him. "I've only just started. But that doesn't mean I don't look forward to the promises you make."

Bryn let her gaze flow over his sparse dress. Or sparse for him. She chuckled softly when she noticed the braids were still in his hair. She wiped the bench with the towel she had used on her face, before she stood. "It is one of the reasons why I've been able to avoid this place as long as I have." While she enjoyed their less dressed antics, she did enjoy the flirtatious banter almost as much. "I was able to go up to one-fifty, with just my arms. Not anything close to what I could before, but I'm pleased with the number."