She's glad to hear the shooting range is in a secluded area, enough to not disturb the animals; but of course he'd have thought of that - given how much care he shows them. Even the deadliest of predators he treats with consideration as well as not forgetting what they're capable of. Perhaps she sees herself in that analogy in some regard, and it further endears her to him.
He's always been polite and respectful of her space, it's one of the things Yennefer appreciates about him; particularly in the beginning stages of getting to know each other like this - she doesn't mind being the one to initiate that closeness of touch; and at the moment that's exactly what she wants to do.
At his comment she shrugs a shoulder, taking a sip of her wine and setting it down on the table near the couch; then pulling the bulk of her dark locks over one shoulder. "I tried, but it just became worse - overly sweet and cloying." Her nose scrunches a bit from the memory of just how bad it had been. "Alas, there are some things even magic cannot salvage." She finishes with a sigh and a grin, her fingertips tracing idle patterns against his arm as she spoke.
She's silent for a few moments, her gaze lowered to where she touches his arm. Eventually a small smile tugs at her lips, and when she speaks again her tone is distinctly more intimate. "For as thrilling as the sights were to witness today, I have to confess; nothing made my heart race quite like that last kiss we shared." Her violet eyes lift to look at him, her gaze inviting and warm as she shifts closer to him on the couch.
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He's always been polite and respectful of her space, it's one of the things Yennefer appreciates about him; particularly in the beginning stages of getting to know each other like this - she doesn't mind being the one to initiate that closeness of touch; and at the moment that's exactly what she wants to do.
At his comment she shrugs a shoulder, taking a sip of her wine and setting it down on the table near the couch; then pulling the bulk of her dark locks over one shoulder. "I tried, but it just became worse - overly sweet and cloying." Her nose scrunches a bit from the memory of just how bad it had been. "Alas, there are some things even magic cannot salvage." She finishes with a sigh and a grin, her fingertips tracing idle patterns against his arm as she spoke.
She's silent for a few moments, her gaze lowered to where she touches his arm. Eventually a small smile tugs at her lips, and when she speaks again her tone is distinctly more intimate. "For as thrilling as the sights were to witness today, I have to confess; nothing made my heart race quite like that last kiss we shared." Her violet eyes lift to look at him, her gaze inviting and warm as she shifts closer to him on the couch.