Richard wasn’t prepared for her soft hand to reach up and stroke his cheek.  When he felt her touch his eyes opened wide as he looked down to her in surprise.  He didn’t pull away, or show any discomfort for in fact, he very much enjoyed her soft feminine touch after battle.  Hearing her tell him that his friends were ok was reassuring somehow, even though his reasoning mind questioned her ability to know something like that.<br/><br/>He slowly gave her a sad smile, tilting his face slightly into her hand as he held her in his arms.  “I wish I could believe your sweet lies, but just how would you know that?”<br/><br/>((OOC  I’ll be on tonight, my soccer game got cancelled because there’s too much snow on the field, lol.  Someone forgot to tell Mother Nature that it’s spring now!  Sorry for the bad typing in my last post, I was over tired and didn’t check it.))