Date: 2010-02-17 12:35 am (UTC)
If only Talia knew that most men would have jumped at the chance to lay claim to her, but then again, Bruce was not most men.

The wind seemed to take it's cue from her, and decided to blow even more harshly. Bruce found himself frowning at the thought of getting sand in their tea; he wouldn't complain, but he also didn't exactly care for it either.

"Let's sit more in the doorway of the tent, at least until the water boils." he offered, while looking into those green eyes. Yikes. It was getting really hard for him to resist doing something foolish. Like kissing her.

"We can drink our tea away form the blowing sand if it suits you. I don't mind being a bit cramped." he said in a soft and gentle tone. Years form now, that tone would probably be all but erased from his vocabulary - though in this time, this place, Bruce had yet to become such a scarred and bitter man.
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