Lynn
"Yeah, we'll head down I guess. Maybe set up camp there?"

*As Machi turns to face Ling, the Macen is barely able to keep herself from gawking. The sunlight created a perfect angle to where Machi's figure was perfectly outlined by the golden rays, that smile... To her eyes, Machi was prettier than any painting could be.*

*Feeling blood rush to her face, Ling stands up, looking for a path down the mountain. Carefully, she tests the stones with her foot, making sure none of them are loose.*
Micheal
*The Okamimi stretched a little, as she heard Ling's question, and she thought it over. She began to stand up, and tapped her chin nodding. Down seemed good, the more she thought it over in her mind.*

"Yeah, can't be much worse than camping up here... Are... You alright, Ling?"

*She said, noting her companion's blush, and she started to approach her, concernedly. She shifted a little, as she reached into her pack, blinking as she felt the familiar feel of her paintbrush, and she smiled a little at the thought of painting Ling's portrait at a later date.*
Lynn
*Ling internally panics as Machi questions about her current state. 'Think of something, quick!'*

"It's, uh, just the sun. Its brighter up here in the mountains, and it was quite... Misty where I grew up."

*Ling slowly begins descending the mountain, but then pauses and turns back to Machi, extending a hand to her. An incredibly bold move from her, considering she was trying to hide her feelings at the moment.*

"Want to link hands? It'll help us be more stable as we go down."
Micheal
*Machi nodded a she heard Ling's answer about what was wrong, and she smiled softly. She nodded, as she believed her companion, and she tilted her head as her hand was offered.*

"Oh, well I guess that makes sense..."

*She thought over Ling's offer, it seemed sound to her, and she nodded a final time. She took her companion's hand in her own.*

"That's a good idea, actually."