Cerulean Cape hey-- i was doing just fine before i met you

Tine had hoped the enthusiasm would get another positive reaction from him; she was disappointed to see it did nothing, and quieted her demeanor fractionally. The burst of liveliness had taken more energy than she possessed, so she couldn't help but feel relieved that he had not given her any indication that he enjoyed it. Seeking to recapture his favor, she leaned forward to push her nose against his cheek.
A place to watch the sunset, yes-- perhaps we can hunt, too? The shadow suggested softly, wondering if he would be receptive to this. It was partially his own idea.