"I still don't see it as being very fair, when it comes time for me to go back to my city, to take your heart with me and leave my own behind in the desert." he said softly, though Talia's words had won him over.

His fingers slid along the fabric at her wrist, ghosting a trail of touch across the back of her hand and then curled his fingers through her own and gave the girl's hand a squeeze. "It's not fair, is it?" he then mused softly.

The temperature was dropping fast though, and Bruce gave a shiver before he finally closed the distance between them and curled an arm around Talia's shoulders. With her so close, the scent of her hair making him dizzy, Bruce didn't feel quite like he was in control of himself as he reached out and tipped Talia's chin up to his own before gently pressing his lips to hers in the most gentle of kisses.