☼ Sir Godfrey Whelan ☼
Godfrey leaned closer to Moira, wondering what she was up to. Being this close to her made her scent that he could already smell clearer than any normal man would intoxicating. Seeing the way she looked at the moment almost made him want to point out that the lady he saw in her was there somewhere, and had in fact shown itself, but he kept his mouth shut. He barely heard her when she spoke as he watched her bite her lip.
"Plants and archery... Plants are useful when you are out in the forest on your own..." He said and he cleared his throat, trying to remain focused on her words and not her beauty. When she touched his hand, his heart stopped for a moment but he watched what she did then looked at his hand first the back, then the palm.
"Hmmm..." He said then he looked at her and frowned seeing that she suddenly looked drained
"Are you alright? You look tired"
[Night]