Other moments. Oh, how quickly her mind was ready to run away with the thought, already placing the two of them together in the few locations she was familiar with, in scenes that once had seemed so simple and even mundane. To have him keeping pace with her in the swamp, chasing each other through the fields, even showing him the grand citadel and its impressive height. He was new; surely all of it would impress him, all the wonderful and interesting aspects of her home that had endeared her to the place. Not to mention Dusk's people. Would they be impressed by him, by his obvious aptitude and the fact he'd taken notice of her? It may have been too soon to think it, their acquaintanceship so new and so wholly undefined, but Phoebe was taken by the possibilities and found herself eager for the next even before this one was over. He didn't try to talk her out of the leaving the pool of the oasis, no indication of protest or disappointment, but did follow her, joining her on the stones in the sunlight. Her first real and proper look at him, all of him, outside of the water, nearly stole her breath away. Jarek was a giant, large and broad and finely sculpted. Phoebe could see now, more clearly than before, the stone-like growth adorning his midnight hide, glinting with the same watery sheen as the rest of him. He seemed even more magical standing there, shimmering in the sunlight, a slight wave trying to return to his wet mane. She didn't bother to hide her admiration--no doubt he'd recognized it by now--and instead let herself enjoy the sight of him with a vague smile. Just be in the moment...
...which was still a little difficult to do when he was touching her. Not that she was bothered by it--quite the contrary. For just a second, she tensed when she felt his telekinetic touch on her, gentle but firmly smoothing the water out of her coat. It was, in its own way, a bit like a massage, and Phoebe let herself relax into it, eyes closing yet again as she focused on the feeling, the coolness left behind as the water was slicked away and the fading sun tried to dry her further. "Right...I should be getting back soon." What he said was absolutely true; delays could only serve to worry those who might notice her absence. Her court had been too kind to her to justify putting them through that, no matter how much a little part of her was tempted by the thought of staying longer, staying later, keeping Jarek's company for as long as he would have her.
Other moments. Her eyes opening, Phoebe looked up at the dark, brawny soldier with hope in her expression, drawing upon a little smile. "Do you spend a lot of time here?" The question tumbled out of her without fully thinking it through, and realizing a little clarification would help, she tried again. "I mean...I'd really like to see you again. If not here, then...anywhere." She laughed, a bit of nerves creeping into the sound at her own forwardness. He seemed so easy and sweet in her company--she couldn't be wrong to think he would be happy to meet up later...right?
