Oh, How she enjoyed the color that rushed into James's face, Even causing her own cheeks to turn pink. Why was it that after only a handful of hours knowing this man her heart ached when he let her go? She felt as if she had known him for years with the ease of how they spoke with one another, the comfortable feeling that she had within her soul. She saw her own pain reflected in his eyes as they looked at each other for an immeasurable amount of time. Then a distant roll of thunder brought her out of her misery, Causing her to blink and glance towards the ceiling instinctively. It was a welcome distraction.

A soft smile touched her lips. "You were tempting the elements by being outside of course, It is no wonder that they tried to make you all The more soaked. But see, you have the better of them, for you were swifter then the winds." Branna lilted playfully, making as if to step towards the pot of soup simmering over the open flames.

James's offer caught her off guard however before she could take more than a step and her smile brought in dazzlingly, Instead directing her feet to the small table. Sweeping out her skirts, she sat herself into the nearest chair, folding her hands into her lap and looking rather pleased. "I am no fool and as such will gladly accept your offer!" Her ankle and calf twinged with the absence of her weight, Diminishing her smile somewhat, but the woman took the opportunity before her falter was noticed to incline her head towards one of the cupboards. "You will find bowls and a soft loaf of bread in that cupboard. A knife, spoons, and ladle are in the only drawer."

Leaning back into her chair comfortably, her warm Brown eyes followed his progress as he collected The various items. Her thoughts momentarily drifted towards the time after they have finished the meal, brandy warm in their stomachs... She quickly had to pull her thoughts away from that thread, Lifting her voice to ask, "So tell me, What was it that you were doing before you decided to outpace the sun and a storm?"