Bed time, good night!
"Nope," she said with a haughty huff. "You'll do. Let's get this show on the road." She starts off in the direction of the woods, mind racing just beyond her steady face. She wasn't sure if she wanted to fight him. It certainly seemed sure to have an unpleasant outcome. Maybe I just piss him off until he forgets I looked suspicious.
Misha raises her brows. "Sheriff, huh?" she tested, suppressing a mocking laugh. She waved her hands at him. "Well, mister cop, I was just innocently relieving myself." She paused. "Unless you wanna hassle me about that, too," she added.
Misha flinched at the sudden - admittedly slight - weight on her shoulder. She froze in place. Time to play it off... like a pro. She snorted and batted her hand at him. "Am I not allowed a little privacy?" she demanded, her voice tinged with a false exasperation. She gestured to the woods. "You act like I'm doin' something suspicious."
Bright swathes of midday light filtered through shadows of crumbling leaves and bare branches above the tense map of the Rabin camp. Misha contained her thoughts and rampaging emotions behind a bitter scowl, poised and defensive. I'm a damn traitor, she thought with a pang of rage at her own lack of resolve. The second her fawning puppy dog eyes caught a glimpse of Kianna, she melted into childish emotion. Did she care about her? Sure. Did she care about the Broms more? She hoped so. The Rabins were sparse at this time of the day, distracted with their duties or caught up in their own, personal emotional turmoil. From her perch near one of the fires - barely lit, now just a faintly burning pit of ash and coal - she regarded the watchful eyes of the hostile teens. Clear enough. She narrowed her eyes and slowly brought herself to her feet. If anyone asks, I'm going to find somewhere to pee, she decided as she crept with silent footsteps and catlike secrecy towards whatever facility stored the Rabin food supply.
@Fionraella
"I'm glad you did too." Thinking on it a little more, Aya was disappointed he hadn't kissed her for any longer. It had been such a short moment. But no, she couldn't be thinking anything like that! "Um. No, no we can't." She sits beside him, staring into the fire worriedly. "I don't know what this means."
@Fionraella
Aya takes a deep breath and walks over to him, coming to stand by his chair. While she means to address the herbs she's carrying, instead a different sentence comes out. "I've never been kissed before." She's surprised by her own words and barely knows what she means by them but waits for his response.
Aya stands there, not exactly quite sure what just happened. "Eh?" Her mind is blank for a long moment as she goes through the emotions. Happiness, confusion, and even a bit of anger - How dare a boy kiss her without her permission! How dare she get her first kiss without really knowing what was going on! - it all poured through her. She was so baffled. What should she do? Go after him? What would she say? She touches her fingers to her lips. Perhaps she should ask someone for advice. But Destin was a Brom! What Rabin would possibly not care about that? Even though Sacha was his friend, she doubted that their friendship could bridge the gap between him being a Brom and him kissing her.