“Memorable?” she scoffs, playing along to the banter they have going that she finds rather enjoyable and thinks is much truer to his character than she initially knew. Bean grinned; giving him a good once-over with both her eyes and her full attention. Truth be told, she hadn’t gotten a real good look at him the first time they met in the forest. It had been all about that lovely mare that he seemed to be familiar with and Bean, well she just happened to be there.
Now, she has the opportunity to notice him and look long and hard at the tall (she was easily dwarfed by most horses!) drafty lines of him and all that silvery roan skin that made his brown more exotic than hers. Throw in the gold streaks in his hair and hot damn! Except Bean just admires him like she’d admire the oak he’s inched closer to - it’s the same kind of admiration she gives just about everything, unless she’s looking at a certain someone.
Then she’s all moony-eyed and her heart starts tripping all over itself and Bean forgets that language exists because she just wants to mumble unintelligibly around him. Even now, her breath hitches just thinking about him but she plays it off like she’s huffing in mock exasperation at Leilan. “As if I’d ever change?” Bean laughs, the grumpiness all a charade as she practically guffaws like a donkey.
She matches that blue gaze; it’s like staring up at the sky or down into water, and she can’t decide which. It’s calming though, she’ll give him that for all that he seems full of beans today and can’t remain still. “Nerine? Afraid not, I can’t seem to get beyond the common lands.” Another chuckle, even if it is painfully true that she seems to haunt the common lands like a brown ghost. Then his teeth caught her attention as they no longer looked ordinary.
“My what big teeth you have!” and she let out a little whistle of appreciation. He blathered on about some isle but it sounded a lot like her birthplace, cold and icy and she felt a tiny little stab of longing. She might have to ask him if she can visit someday though she’s almost certain the conversation will build up to that anyway. It usually does, or so she’s gathered from eavesdropping unintentionally of course!
“Your home sounds kinda nice,” she admits, scuffing a hoof in the dirt as she thinks more and more about asking for visitation rights. Then again she’d just trespass for the hell of it since it might annoy him, or he’d welcome her goofy little self there any day - who’s to say? Bean sure couldn’t! “Oh!” she exclaims, having a lightbulb moment where an idea hits her.
“Hey, do you know much about the magic of this place? I’ve got a little… problem.” there, that sounded not so bad as she suddenly raises her head as high as it can go and looks around for the little goatling she couldn’t seem to shake these days. Bean was certain it was lurking somewhere in the grass where she couldn’t quite see it, either asleep or gorging itself on whatever it ate.
She returns her gaze to Leilan’s and smiles broadly.
@[Leilan]