She turned back a little to face him. She was still blushing, but more from embarrassment than anything else. Her eyes were almost sad. She smiled weakly,<br/><br/>"I can't explain what it is about you, something magnetic, something powerful. It stirs me up inside and I can do nothing to stop it."<br/><br/>She brushes her cheek against his chest, like a kitten.<br/><br/>"But a warrior, well. It's all well and fine to dream of warriors. But dreams are dreams and nothing more."<br/><br/>She looks up quickly, meaning to compose herself but she catches his gaze and is  unable to look away.