[Oh gods. Lif catches that smirk, and he winds up glancing away at it and closing his eyes--some sort of noise escaping him in the process. He supposes that he deserves this, but come on.]
...Of course. Let us focus on this much, and then shift it to getting back to Whiterun in one piece.
[It's a bit stilted, but Lif is. Trying, alright. Either way, Lif will look back to Aela when she speaks up, nodding in agreement and...definitely staring as her touch lingers for a bit, before she draws back. That's...new, and though Lif doesn't have a visible heart--no. He's not going to focus on that, or the darkening of his face.]
Indeed. Let us get back there, post-haste.
[Lif follows carefully, doing eveyrhting he can to not agitate the injury while they hike. Lif's quiet all the way there, though his gaze seems to be anywhere but toward Aela--something he can write off as being vigilant, at least, but...
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...Of course. Let us focus on this much, and then shift it to getting back to Whiterun in one piece.
[It's a bit stilted, but Lif is. Trying, alright. Either way, Lif will look back to Aela when she speaks up, nodding in agreement and...definitely staring as her touch lingers for a bit, before she draws back. That's...new, and though Lif doesn't have a visible heart--no. He's not going to focus on that, or the darkening of his face.]
Indeed. Let us get back there, post-haste.
[Lif follows carefully, doing eveyrhting he can to not agitate the injury while they hike. Lif's quiet all the way there, though his gaze seems to be anywhere but toward Aela--something he can write off as being vigilant, at least, but...
It's fine. Nothing is wrong, after all.]