Gladly, Zaira, tomorrow, and any other day you'll see me.
Who: Amrothos, Zaira What: Uh... more of Amrothos's visit, since I had to cut it into two logs! When: Directly after previous log. Note: 2 of 2!
Amrothos: *smiles at her, offering her his arm to walk to the door* Gladly, Zaira, tomorrow, and any other day you'll see me. I'm in a bit of trouble with my father for some mischief, I'd love an excuse to get out of his sight, and any excuse to see you is a good one.
Zaira: Y'don' need an excuse, boy, jes' come t'visit, 'cause ye want to.. or... whatever. *takes his arm, semi-caresses in the process, completely does not realise she's doing that* *walks him to the door*
Amrothos: *totally pretends it didn't happen because he doesn't want to embaress Zaira if it wasn't intentional*
Amrothos: Goodbye, Zaira, I'll be back tomorrow. *pauses, and brushes his hand over the stone of the necklace, careful not to touch her* ...and sleep dreamless tonight.
Zaira: *catches her breath in her throat a moment, and nods her head* I will... if only t'prove yer mam right 'bout this stone. *smiles softly*
Amrothos: *catches her hand, and, then, bowing gallantly, kisses it* Until tomorrow, captain!
Zaira: *blinks a bit in reaction to that..... her hand is still tingling, in a nice, sort of electric way* .... Zaira ... Call me Zaira.... We're... friends now, aye?
Amrothos: Of course we are. *smiles reassuringly at her* We always were, Zaira.
Zaira: *nods her head* *works her throat, like she's trying to find something else to say, and ... really can't put her words together*
Amrothos: *...clears his throat, waiting*
Zaira: *eyedarts* *leans in a bit .... kisses him, and prepares herself to.. push him out the door or something if he reacts poorly*
Amrothos: *is startled, and almost pulls away from her, but instead gently kisses her back without touching her with his hands, knows that things tend to... escalate if you do that*
Zaira: *very glad he didn't pull away, that would have been embarrassing* *leans in a bit, in fact*
Amrothos: *leans against the door frame with one shoulder to steady himself, but does not kiss her any more intensely than before, trying to stay calm even though he's starting to lose his cool and all kind of wildly inappropriate things are fluttering in his head*
Zaira: *does break the kiss off after a bit, then turns away from him and blinks tears out of her eyes* *is probably blushing, at least FEELS like she is* *starts inwardly scolding herself for being an idiot, since he obviously doesn't like her that way and ... things will just get all kinds of awkward now...*
Amrothos: *doesn't know if he can even speak, but tries* Zaira... *tries again, finds his voice sounds all weird and not normal* ...Zaira the door was open and I... *doesn't blush but somehow manages to look extremely uncomfortable* Please, don't be embaressed, that was... very nice I know what you must be thinking but it's not that I don't... it's... *moves back inside her room and shuts the door behind him so he can talk to her*
Zaira: *rubs at her face* That were... very improper o'me... I know.... *fumbles over her words, and decides not talking is probably a better idea, so just falls silent*
Amrothos: *urgently reaches out to take her hand* Zaira, Zaira look at me, please, it's... *swallows* ...my father's not very happy with me right now, if he heard I was kissing some woman he'd be furious. I was afraid people would see and a rumor would get back to my father. I'm sorry if you... *a little breathlessly* it's not you, Zaira, not you I'm afraid of, you know that don't you?
Zaira: *swallows, and tries to get herself under control, which isn't easy, as her head is spinning a mile a minute* *does squeeze his hand a bit, to show she's listening, and understanding, and finally turns to face him when she's managed to stop looking teary* .... Yer... father, right.... Not.... me. That's... good, I think....?
Amrothos: *almost laughs out of desperation* yes, Yes, Zaira, it's very good. I'm so sorry, it's... it's been a while. A long while since anyone... *stops, cause he's going to sound stupid*
Zaira: *runs a hand up into her hair* Were worried y'didn' like it, or... maybe just wantin' to stay friends, an'.. that's alright, if ye do.... jes'... couldn' stop meself, I'm sorry.
Amrothos: No, no I'm sorry, it... I... *tries to explain himself* ...I liked it very much.
Amrothos: *cautiously* ...when I heard how much your friend Ziran was around, and when she sent me the note, I assumed...
Zaira: ... ah ... well .... *scratches at her cheek* we're not... t'gether, er'anythin'. That's a bit of a hard situation t'explain...
Amrothos: ...ah... *uncertainly* ...you know... maybe... maybe we should talk about this over dinner in detail. *preferably not alone in a room with a bed <.< *
Zaira: *ducks her head, sounding a bit uncertain how to proceed, herself* Maybe we should .... think I'd like that ..... dinner's good. *nods her head*
Amrothos: *needs advice @_@* ...do you think you'd be up to going out tomorrow to dinner with me?
Zaira: *nods her head a bit* Not like I 'ad much more t'do. *grins at him*
Amrothos: *smiles* I'll come by tomorrow and take you somewhere nice.
Zaira: *smiles* I might e'en try wearin' something asides a nightshirt an'pants.
Zaira: ... should... prolly head off now, afore someone starts rumours havin' t'do with kissin' an'then bein' alone t'gether in here... aye? *looks sheepish*
Amrothos: ...thank you, Zaira. *squeezes her hand gently* I'll see you tomorrow.
Zaira: *squeezes back* See ye then.
Amrothos: *leaves her room after glancing back at her once on the way out*
Zaira: *watches him go, smiling!* *definitely in a much better mood than when he arrived*