Stavanger Bay [m] Be our guest

:O magical

Kirain stood frozen for several long moments, slowly processing his words.

Then it clicked.

A small gasp escaped her as heat rushed to her face. Suddenly unsure where to look, she cast her gaze anywhere but at Bushtit—admiring one tree, then another, then the ground as if it were the most fascinating thing she’d ever seen.

Ah! O-of course! It’s only natural. Completely and totally natural… She wasn’t sure if she was reassuring him or herself, but either way, the words lodged in her throat like a stone.

W-well… that, um, certainly is a factor to consider. She cleared her throat, scrambling for anything useful. Perhaps lemon balm? Peppermint? Sage? She fumbled through the list, mind still reeling from the revelation. A sheepish laugh slipped out. I’m sorry, I’d like to think I’m usually more helpful than this!