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Bereck gave a soft little sigh with a soft little smile, just enjoying the light affectionate touch of her fingers in his hair and on his neck. "Oh well, we can pick something up before we go, or not. It doesn't really matter to me so long as you're there," he murmured in soft deep tones, turning his head to plant a brief kiss on Alina's hand. "A few of the journeymen and women under me got me some nice wine, so we can bring that... though you did just get out of bed; if you were planning to do something productive with your day later perhaps best not."

Bereck's breath hitched for a moment and a slight shiver ran through him as she moved closer and there were soft lips against his ear and her warm breath and her hand on his, caressing gently. For at least a few quickened heartbeats he wouldn't have minded giving Ista a miss and just dragging her into his weyr, which was foolish and not at all considered or mature of him.

Instead of doing anything quite that wildly impulsive he pressed against her, slid one arm around her waist and raised his other hand to cup her jaw. Caressing her cheek with his thumb he gently turned her face to him and lent up to kiss her again, this time with a deal more fire and passion.

"Mmh," Bereck agreed eloquently; he wasn't in a particular rush to end the kiss either. He felt light somehow, as if the closeness and expression of feeling was lifting a weight off his shoulders; the weight of years, responsibilities, regrets, worries and pain. Eventually he had to break the kiss to breathe properly but he didn't break the embrace; he slid his other arm around Alina as well and nuzzled her neck. "Picnic," he agreed, "nothing fancy, shouldn't be hard to get the usual sort of thing. The kitchens might have some interesting leftovers from supper as well." Waste not want not, as the phrase went; it was certainly one to live by with Trine as over-crowded as it was.

Alina's 'threat' got a soft deep chuckle, and earned her a kiss on her bare shoulder at the base of her neck. "You will just have to restrain yourself, my Star," Bereck murmured, lifting his chin so that he could look the taller master in the eye at such close range. Shards but he did love those eyes with all their subtle flecks and the intelligent light in them. Why had he ever let her walk away? He had been a fool, probably still was. He counted himself a very lucky one now.

"You could send him off with a note... and I could get what I need from inside?" he suggested after a few moments, still not really wanting to move away from her but he did need to get his flight gear, the wine and the big picnic blanket he had acquired shortly after initially planning the trip with Alina.

"Mmmh," Bereck replied contentedly, opening his eyes as she stepped back and catching one of her hands for a brief squeeze. "You're right, of course, and do; I wouldn't want to take you between in that dress. Oh," the healer's impressive brows rose as a thought occurred to him, "and bring something to swim in. I have missed swimming in the sea since moving here, the lakes just aren't quite the same." Releasing Alina's hand and smiling slightly Bereck reclaimed his new cane and headed into his weyr. The cane's handle fitted into his hand perfectly, and it was exactly the right length. Bereck smiled a little wider and pushed open his door.

Cloth bag. Large blanket. Bottle of wine, two tough but rather attractive earthenware goblets. Towels, swimming shorts. Riding harness and jacket. What else? Was he forgetting something? Sanguine came to land on his shoulder and he gave the red firelizard a scratch as she settled down around his neck. Nothing else he could think of, and of course he could always send the flitts back. Shouldering the bag - it wasn't heavy - Bereck stepped outside again. Once the door was shut and locked he passed the key to Vena to put back inside.

It wasn't long before Alina returned, but she had taken enough time that Bereck was making checks of Berath's harness rather than still trying to get it on. Turning around he looked her up and down, a smile of fond amusement on his lips and an arm curled unconsciously around his side; the effort of getting the straps onto Berath had made the pain flare up somewhat.

"Very dashing, Alina," he chuckled with a nod, but before he could add more Rukbat appeared and flopped onto the ground with his burden. "I should have sent some of mine to help him," Bereck said with a small shake of his head. "He did a good job though, I'm impressed."

Bereck had been about to speak when Alina started scrambling, but as she seemed to have it covered he closed his mouth again and waited for her to settle behind him. When she snuggled up close he turned his head to smirk at her. "Very impressive Alina, and yes you do. What I was about to say though is if you go around the other side of the dragon, there's a little rope ladder." The healer waved his hand at it for emphasis as Marrow swooped down to grab the end and lift it up to him, allowing him to roll the ladder up. The rolled ladder was then passed back to Marrow and Cap who lowered it against Berath's side, where Vena and Iris fastened a set of buckles to hold it in place.

"It makes it easier for me to get up and down," Bereck explained with a shrug, looking away again at the admission and trying to cover this by looking down at Berath's neck and giving her a fond pat. "Anyway, fasten yourself in will you? You should find some straps that will go around your waist; the flitts will hold the basket for you while you get sorted."