[He catches the pawing from the corner of his eye, the raised hoof as he glances down, and it reminds him just what an odd sight they must look. How unfamiliar much of her body language still is to him, when she's usually so proud, and angry, and tense. It's odd, but not wrong, and he'd dare any imagined observer to say otherwise.
If anything, the little motion of hers is -- dare he even think the forbidden word -- cute. He smiles and kisses her again, at the corner of her mouth, and decides to keep what he says next casual.]
Not so bad, right?
[Kissing, he means. Nothing bad happened, and her warrior integrity wasn't suddenly shattered on the spot, or whatever else she was presumably thinking to get herself so worked up.]
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If anything, the little motion of hers is -- dare he even think the forbidden word -- cute. He smiles and kisses her again, at the corner of her mouth, and decides to keep what he says next casual.]
Not so bad, right?
[Kissing, he means. Nothing bad happened, and her warrior integrity wasn't suddenly shattered on the spot, or whatever else she was presumably thinking to get herself so worked up.]