River's eyes narrowed at the face Bria made. She had dimples. It was....cute. River wanted to pinch her cute little dimpled cheeks. Instead he huffed and crossed his arms, a frown pulling down at his lips. While she was chopping the wood into the supplies they needed, River was in turmoil. Could he stop himself from reaching out and pinching those adorable little concaves the next time she did something cute??<span style="font-style: italic">Yes!</span>YES DAMMIT!  He was a retired Knight of the King's army. He was River Shieldbringer! He<span style="font-style: italic">would</span>have self control.<br/><br/>River had been so wrapped up in his thoughts that it took one of the boys to tap his shoulder to get his attention. "Yes?" His voice rumbled. He started at the sight of the filled carts and wooden tools. River frowned. He only looked away for a moment...right? "Here you are, River." One of the men hefted a crossbow into his hands. River inspected the weapon. It was well made. Solid. He approved, although he doubted any of the men knew how to work one.<br/><br/>"Good job today, men." River nodded to the boys, including them in his praise. "Let's head home and get to rebuilding." River spoke with the other three holding crossbows. He was explaining how to use them while the rest of the group packed up and began to head out. Once finished, River slung his own over his shoulder and fell in line next to Bria. "You did good." He gave her a maybe just a bit too strong pat on the back. "Just...dont make that face anymore." River paused before adding, almost in a pout. "The one...with the dimples."