Meadowlark Prairie have you seen the blossoms?

Ikari gives her a nod. "Oh, that's cool, I guess. What're they about?" She probably wasn't too keen on sharing, and she didn't seem very enthusiastic about it, but he would try anyway. Her next words reaches his ears and he huffs. "Then move." He wasn't exactly trying to be rude, but couldn't hold back the rough tone that laced it's way into his words.

He feels her gaze on him and he glances her way, his head tilting. A playful grin pulls at the edges of his lips. "Like what ya' see?" He's joking, of course, and the sarcasm drips from the words like honey. His gaze drifts away from her eyes to stare at the wound on her leg. "Where'd that come from anyway? Looks painful."