Bramblepoint we steal fire from the heavens

"What?"

A small smile tugged at her features before she dared to answer him. I don't know. She admitted sheepishly. Whatever thought she had had been truly lost to the void of emotion. All she could think about was him. Bronze eyed, strong framed, a safe haven. Her heart hammered in her chest and for a moment she wondered if it was him or the running they had just done through the woods. Then her tongue felt heavy in her mouth for a moment before finally her feelings and thoughts connected. Speak now her mind chanted. Now or never. You look handsome from here. She barely managed to get her voice above a whisper, confidence faltering despite her honest words.