Firefly Glen These never-ending worries pulling on my sleeves

She said yes. She said yes! Had Keen possessed hands she would have fist pumped very discreetly. Instead she smiled like the infatuated fool she was and immediately thought of an answer to the question posed. Odd, how quick she could think when her heart was racing like this! Pure self-preservation, at this point; Keen was determined not to break whatever weird winning streak she was on right now.
Back at Moonspear, there's a quiet spot by a stream at the base of the mountain - we could have dinner there? Or... Or would that bore you? She almost asked, but swallowed the question and instead added somewhat apologetically, I haven't ah, planned a date in a long time. She hadn't wanted to, not until Sialuk called her to her ulaq and spoke of wives and lovers. Keen wasn't thinking about Sialuk now, though.