Niamh made no effort to hide her watching as Siali dressed, returning the favor she'd granted her lover with her own covering. If she'd learned one thing since leaving her clan—and she had learned far more than that—it was to indulge in a partner as much as possible. Life was less a straight path than she thought; it was more of a winding road. That meant losing people along the way. To distance. To tragedy. To duty. To difference. Which made it all the more important to enjoy people while you had them. And Niamh certainly was enjoying Siali.
They were about to leave, Pads at their side, when Siali suddenly pulled her in for a kiss. Niamh gave a yelp of surprise that gave way to a loud flutter of laughter once they pulled apart. She liked this side of Siali. A lot. It was astounding to see the taciturn woman grow affectionate. Pads, either eager for food or amused at the display, give a sort of snort-bark before spinning about in a circle.
“I’m going to have to go see Cauthrien after we’ve eaten, but I’ll be back when we’re done talking.” Niamh nodded. She knew that Siali would have business to attend to, given her new position within the Grey Wardens. But then Siali continued, with something of an intentional aloofness. “I’d probably be assigned my own room, but I’d prefer to come back to yours, if you’re okay with that.”
Niamh made a show of thinking the matter over, running a finger down her partner's figure. "I dunno," she said. "Might be that sometimes I should head sneaksome int' yer room some nights." She finished with a wink. "First, let's grub."
She took her partner by the hand, leading her and Pads down the hall to a few more curious eyes. The elf hoped she was not getting some kind of reputation but she was also caring less and less with each step. Let people whisper, if they even would. She was happy, and that was what matters. Happiness was a dear luxury to a Grey Warden; she did not care how she came about it.
It was a short stroll to the mess, where Niamh immediately hurried to gather food for herself and Pads. A small smattering of meat pies with a paradoxically large side of fruit, and bacon for Pads. She needed to learn more about a mabari's diet but the pup seemed to enjoy bacon so that's what she went for. Once gather, she started to search for a place to site before turning to look at Siali.
"Yer only here a short while, yeah?" She was starting to wonder if a transfer to Amaranthine was wise, but she doubted it would be allowed at the moment. Cauthrien needed wardens here. More importantly, Niamh couldn't travel until her father was back with their clan. "We best make use of the time then," she noted. "Dunno whut'cher wanna do, but name the thing 'an we'll do it. Maybe I could take ye on a hunt or such. "
They were about to leave, Pads at their side, when Siali suddenly pulled her in for a kiss. Niamh gave a yelp of surprise that gave way to a loud flutter of laughter once they pulled apart. She liked this side of Siali. A lot. It was astounding to see the taciturn woman grow affectionate. Pads, either eager for food or amused at the display, give a sort of snort-bark before spinning about in a circle.
“I’m going to have to go see Cauthrien after we’ve eaten, but I’ll be back when we’re done talking.” Niamh nodded. She knew that Siali would have business to attend to, given her new position within the Grey Wardens. But then Siali continued, with something of an intentional aloofness. “I’d probably be assigned my own room, but I’d prefer to come back to yours, if you’re okay with that.”
Niamh made a show of thinking the matter over, running a finger down her partner's figure. "I dunno," she said. "Might be that sometimes I should head sneaksome int' yer room some nights." She finished with a wink. "First, let's grub."
She took her partner by the hand, leading her and Pads down the hall to a few more curious eyes. The elf hoped she was not getting some kind of reputation but she was also caring less and less with each step. Let people whisper, if they even would. She was happy, and that was what matters. Happiness was a dear luxury to a Grey Warden; she did not care how she came about it.
It was a short stroll to the mess, where Niamh immediately hurried to gather food for herself and Pads. A small smattering of meat pies with a paradoxically large side of fruit, and bacon for Pads. She needed to learn more about a mabari's diet but the pup seemed to enjoy bacon so that's what she went for. Once gather, she started to search for a place to site before turning to look at Siali.
"Yer only here a short while, yeah?" She was starting to wonder if a transfer to Amaranthine was wise, but she doubted it would be allowed at the moment. Cauthrien needed wardens here. More importantly, Niamh couldn't travel until her father was back with their clan. "We best make use of the time then," she noted. "Dunno whut'cher wanna do, but name the thing 'an we'll do it. Maybe I could take ye on a hunt or such. "