Hushed Willows that's nice, that's a nice sentiment

wrap up here and thread again soon? (:

Banner lifted her face to give him a grateful look.  Grateful, once again, for how he took everything in stride.  Did anything ruffle his feathers?  Did he ever lose control?  Logically she knew that he must have - at least once, anyway.  No one was perfect.  But Buchanan was such a controlled creature, one who truly knew himself inside and out.  At least, that was what it seemed like to her.  Banner still knew there was much about the male she hadn't learned, but they'd started tonight.  At the thought of how close they'd been, she coudn't help the upward tick of her lips.  It didn't seem appropriate for moving them along (and that was what she wanted, right?) so she looked away again, this time in the direction they'd been headed before their.. interlude.

Thank you, she responded.  Her voice was low and thick with sincerity and Banner found herself softly sighing as she turned and began forward again.  Her body language was less confident than before and her shoulders sagging with exhaustion didn't help matters.  Her lack of sleep combined with that awful drained feeling due to her anger made for one tired lady.  A yawn escaped her, though she didn't really try to prevent it from coming out.  Due to the late hour she trusted that Buchanan would understand the fatigue she now displayed.  Naturally she was a stubborn thing, so they'd continue on with their late perusal of The Keep's borders.

Nothing would bother them tonight, though.  Nothing except the demons they each harbored, but that was a battle for another day.