<div class="floatright">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/04fd85f8-26e8-4c1b-ad91-4015c600383e/ddnn82s-a7766271-8f5c-46cc-bcb2-035ad27b2c54.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzA0ZmQ4NWY4LTI2ZTgtNGMxYi1hZDkxLTQwMTVjNjAwMzgzZVwvZGRubjgycy1hNzc2NjI3MS04ZjVjLTQ2Y2MtYmNiMi0wMzVhZDI3YjJjNTQuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.ph-3HwiPc0OmaLmpyoQs6J98SYlWynZCgswSaO_4QIU)</div>The appearance of Laya was quite the transformation as she looked very much like a tribal shaman. Despite her nakedness, she looked dangerous in this regard. Which was the point. This look in his mind would do the job of hiding her well.<strong>"You look very much the part."</strong>He said upon confirming this for her. Even as she stood up and turned around before him, it was impossible to miss the smoldering look of want in his eyes. Rising to his feet he listened to what she spoke of concerning her attire. Less is more as she said and his eyes glance over to the loincloth.<strong>"We'll think on it later. Best to rest up first."</strong><br/><br/>The night was pleasant if a little intimate in how close they had to be. Cuddling up to one another for warmth, she'd be nestled into his body with her back to him. Spooning was the position for tonight and when morning came he awoke to find her hard at work to try and change the appearance of her horse.<strong>"Mmnh... morning Songbird."</strong>he said without thinking it over as he climbed out of the shelter. Naturally looking up at her gave him a pretty view of her back and eventually her front. Dusting himself off he stood up.<strong>"Sounds-"</strong>Before he could finish she came closer and brushes his arm. It stirs his blood as the notion of her reluctance to wear her loincloth meant she enjiyed showing off with him. She had his attention as she spoke to him.<br/><br/>Her words made him reflect briefly on it and how these tempting thoughts claw at his integrity. She trusted him. Muscles that hasn't been used in a while began to make his lips curl into a slight smile.<strong>"I'll not break that trust you put in me Songbird."</strong>She wants to be called Songbird and that's exactly what he would continue to address her as henceforth for this journey.<br/><br/>A hush comes between one moment and the next. Just quietly gazing into her eyes before the tension breaks with his words.<strong>"I say we're ready to depart now"</strong>He held himself to his word but he was tempted. Sorely tempted. Even as he hands her pack back to her and breaks camp he was tempted. He was however starting to return to a sense of professionalism as he listened for any other sounds of hoof beats coming from the road.<strong>"Next town, we'll gather some extra cloaks and water. We'll need it for the latter half of our journey."</strong>