Stacy
*He opted to eating the meat and bread separately, well for the most part. Taking a bit of one and then one of the other. It was a deeply filling meal, even if he'd eaten almost twice as much as she had.
Her suddenly opening up would garner some more attention*
"I... Uhm..."

*He paused. Sitting to think for a moment, turning yet again to the setting sun, now more than halfway past the horizon*
"I... I'm not sure, maybe... Maybe I'll have a clearer answer for you in the morning? Or when we get to Morthal?"

*He didn't seem like he wanted to say no, but at the same time he realized he knew he had to put some extra thought into such a request*
Bobby
"Oh... I'm sorry. " She felt completely stupid for asking such a request. No doubt he already had plans and desires hopes and dreams that did not include a scrawny little feline tagging along. He probably had a girl he was already sweet on in a village And she had completely misread the blushing look on his face. Of course she had she had dared to hope and it was probably in vain like it had been so many times
Stacy
*He noticed the look on her face and shift in her demeanor before suddenly placing a hand on her shoudler*
"There's nothing you have to worry about though! Just some things I need to think over is all- it's not a no. I just need to think. But at the same time... We should probably get inside, wouldn't want to be sat out when night creatures decide to roam... Horses tend not to get messed with, being as big as they are. So your friend should be fine."

*Gesturing once again to her horse and then back at the large tent*
Bobby
She nodded and collected her sleeping bag bringing it inside the tent that was big enough for the horse to come in with them. She poked her head out of the flap one last time to make sure that Voucher was ok. The big horse simply tucked his legs in underneath him getting ready to sleep. She was nervous to leave him not just because she was worried about him but because that meant now she would truly be alone with him. Despite his reassurances that he hadn't rejected her offer. Completely. That did not ease the awkward tension As she uncurled her mat laying down
Stacy
*Taking the bear pelt from her that he'd leant her, laying it out. To which it actually covered majority of the ground inside the tent, pulling the flaps together and resting his hammer on its head to keep them securely shut. Sighing to himself as he removed his gauntlets, boots and the Sabre cat pelt from around his waist, setting them all next to his chest armor sighing to himself as he set down the cloth roll he used as pillow, laying down aswell. 

Double checking the opening of the tent, to make sure it was sealed, whatever happened inside being a mystery to the rest of skyrim*