She has been aware of his blushing, and his unease in certain 'personal space' situations. And she is very aware that he is unused to this being close, touching thing. So in her mind she's aware that right this very minute she's probably - at least slightly - causing him a certain amount of anxiety and distress, distress that hopefully calm in time. She doesn't tell herself that 'she needs this' or that he does; its more primal than that. More instinctive.
Soon however, Mara does quirk a hidden grin and comes very close to nearly telling him to treat her like an overgrown cat if it would make him feel better.
However, in the end, perhaps discretion would be best. He's just beginning to relax, after all.
"Hmmph. You think not? I was about to get up up, however I realize that more practice is called for. So Maxim, you are, as they say, stuck with me awhile longer." And that settles that in her mind. Of course she says this lazily, only moving her head a bit to lift it off his shoulder and look up at his face before dropping her head back down.
Point of fact, he can probably tell that her body never moved, no muscles shifted, nothing tensed up. So she may have been exaggerating a bit when it came to the 'about to get up' part. More likely it was considered, and discarded, right about the time that Maxim decided to speak up and get self depreciating. Again.
She is silent a while, enjoying the peace and quiet between herself and the man she was curled up against. And finally, quietly, she begins to speak.
Without going into details, she describes the hunt, the realization that the beast had fed, and the sudden need for something new to draw the beast out. Some sort of bait that would be certain to bring the vipercat out from where it is resting. She mentions how the priest offered to take the bait himself, to guard and protect until the beast came out of it's hidden lair. How the monster charged, enraged and furious, just as they had hoped. How it's speed and fury overcame the priest, wounding him mortally - but not killing him outright. And how the others rushed in, surrounding and subduing the animal - both on this plain and the other - and how, once it lay dead, the twisted magics that created the vipercat were neutralized, and dissipated into the mists by the priest, though the cost was too high for his body to survive.
The vipercat was burned, the priest's body returned to the Fortunate Isles, and she was escorted home and protected until she arrived at her doorstep.
Her voice is sleepy, her words quiet but clear as she recounts the story. It's a pick and choose, several things were explained, other's were deliberately left out for now. But finally she falls silent with a few last sentences.
"Did I cover it all, Max? Oh, and there is one more thing. I was told to thank you; your deeds will be known, and your story told as well when they speak of this night. Your courage and bravery, your steadfast strength of will, your knowledge and power harmed it terribly in the overworld. Had you not done what you did, Maxim - it is likely that this story would have had a far different outcome."
"Merci tres beaucoup, mon chere ami" And at that, he gets another soft kiss on the cheek, then she sighs softly and goes silent again.
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Date: 2015-03-04 12:16 am (UTC)Soon however, Mara does quirk a hidden grin and comes very close to nearly telling him to treat her like an overgrown cat if it would make him feel better.
However, in the end, perhaps discretion would be best. He's just beginning to relax, after all.
"Hmmph. You think not? I was about to get up up, however I realize that more practice is called for. So Maxim, you are, as they say, stuck with me awhile longer." And that settles that in her mind. Of course she says this lazily, only moving her head a bit to lift it off his shoulder and look up at his face before dropping her head back down.
Point of fact, he can probably tell that her body never moved, no muscles shifted, nothing tensed up. So she may have been exaggerating a bit when it came to the 'about to get up' part. More likely it was considered, and discarded, right about the time that Maxim decided to speak up and get self depreciating. Again.
She is silent a while, enjoying the peace and quiet between herself and the man she was curled up against. And finally, quietly, she begins to speak.
Without going into details, she describes the hunt, the realization that the beast had fed, and the sudden need for something new to draw the beast out. Some sort of bait that would be certain to bring the vipercat out from where it is resting. She mentions how the priest offered to take the bait himself, to guard and protect until the beast came out of it's hidden lair. How the monster charged, enraged and furious, just as they had hoped. How it's speed and fury overcame the priest, wounding him mortally - but not killing him outright. And how the others rushed in, surrounding and subduing the animal - both on this plain and the other - and how, once it lay dead, the twisted magics that created the vipercat were neutralized, and dissipated into the mists by the priest, though the cost was too high for his body to survive.
The vipercat was burned, the priest's body returned to the Fortunate Isles, and she was escorted home and protected until she arrived at her doorstep.
Her voice is sleepy, her words quiet but clear as she recounts the story. It's a pick and choose, several things were explained, other's were deliberately left out for now. But finally she falls silent with a few last sentences.
"Did I cover it all, Max? Oh, and there is one more thing. I was told to thank you; your deeds will be known, and your story told as well when they speak of this night. Your courage and bravery, your steadfast strength of will, your knowledge and power harmed it terribly in the overworld. Had you not done what you did, Maxim - it is likely that this story would have had a far different outcome."
"Merci tres beaucoup, mon chere ami" And at that, he gets another soft kiss on the cheek, then she sighs softly and goes silent again.