Swiftcurrent Creek i'm only a fool for you

She blinks at his response, caught off-guard by how cute he is; she has a hard time deciding whether it's his personality or simply her heat affecting him (or both?), but... she likes it. A lot. Her pulse quickens, breath coming a little faster now, and she's stepping closer before she can stop herself. She reaches tentatively to touch him, pressing her nose gently to his cheek if she's allowed so close. Do you want me? She murmurs, closing her eyes as she takes in his scent. She's already decided that she wants him — more than she's wanted anything in awhile, actually, and it makes her feel alive in a way she'd missed greatly.