Kara could detect Hallbjorn's breathing change, and to her surprise, she could even hear his heart beat quicken. There would come a time when she'd explore that part of him with her mouth, but now was not it. She had not wanted to torment her mate, but simply knew all of him.<br/><br/>She smiled sweetly at Hallbjorn, even though thoughts of him preparing her, and what that might entail excited her. Kara's hands moved up to Hallbjorn's chest, before her arms slipped around his neck and she held herself close to him. She felt reassured by the certainty in his voice, and it helped to ease her worry.<br/><br/>Kara turned her face into his palm and kissed the center of it, before answering his question. “I have a backless blue dress I've been wanting to wear, but I could go with a pair of white linen shorts and a turquoise top. I don't think I should dress too fancy for the Alamo.” A thought took hold, and she tilted her head to the side as she considered Hallbjorn. “You could always chose what I wear today.”<br/><br/>Having Hallbjorn pick out what would please him most for her to wear was a very alluring thought. It was another instance of her realizing that she liked something that before she had given no real thought. Hallbjorn was helping Kara to learn more about herself in ways that exceeded the Lore world.<br/><br/>“Should we start getting ready, and head out for breakfast?” Kara asked, then glanced at the open door and the fading sunlight. “Or dinner, that is.”