Fortunately, Cam broke eye contact first, and Juniper exhaled softly. Usually, she could stuff the beastly parts of her down deep inside, but there were some things that always tickled her brain. Eye contact was one of them--it took that much more effort to overcome the instinct to stare a person down.
Otherwise, she'd been quite comfortable, awash with questions and thoughts for Cam. She grinned crookedly when he offered her a closer look, so she wouldn't be alarmed, but didn't say anything about it. In her personal opinion, the man was projecting--he was, after all, on the cusp of something quite meaningful. It made sense he'd be nervous and perhaps, a little alarmed.
She didn't say anything to that effect though, comfortable in her Gen-Z style psychoanalysis. Getting up as Cam did, she followed him to the wood pile and followed suit. Pulling a few logs out of the pile with relative ease, she tailed the arcanist back to his fire, holding an armful of wood.
“How big d'you want the fire?” she asked, eying the log structure and meaning to be helpful. The magic would pull a lot of energy, wouldn't it? Bigger had to be better.
Otherwise, she'd been quite comfortable, awash with questions and thoughts for Cam. She grinned crookedly when he offered her a closer look, so she wouldn't be alarmed, but didn't say anything about it. In her personal opinion, the man was projecting--he was, after all, on the cusp of something quite meaningful. It made sense he'd be nervous and perhaps, a little alarmed.
She didn't say anything to that effect though, comfortable in her Gen-Z style psychoanalysis. Getting up as Cam did, she followed him to the wood pile and followed suit. Pulling a few logs out of the pile with relative ease, she tailed the arcanist back to his fire, holding an armful of wood.
“How big d'you want the fire?” she asked, eying the log structure and meaning to be helpful. The magic would pull a lot of energy, wouldn't it? Bigger had to be better.