The Wanderer

Lamb

"Oh, what now..." He grips onto the dagger in a defensive stance as he runs over to Alexia, standing in front of her while looking out to see who's there. "WHO THE FUCK IS THERE?!"
After no one answers he looks back to Alexia, putting his dagger down before cradling her in his arms. "Alexia, Alexia?"
She slowly opens her eyes coming back. "Wh-what happened?" She holds her head groaning.

"Some asshole thought it was a good idea to slam you against the wall." He brushes her hair from her face so he could visibly see. "Oh." She holds her head groaning. She slowly gets up. Scott gently rubs her head as she slowly sits up, moving her gently into his lap.
She stands up and continues walking to where they slept. "I need to eat."

"Okay." He stood up following her. She builds a little fire and walks over to the food picking up a stick and putting a chunk of meat on it and placing it in the fire. "Hope you like lamb." She says as she watches the fire cook the meat.

Scott smirks as he moved to the fire instead, sitting beside it. "Oh, do I."
Alexia shortly fell asleep while the meat is cooking. Scott realizes Alexia's fallen asleep, so he took over cooking duties as she slept.

She wakes up at the smell of burnt meat and looks at you. "Really?" She pulls the meat out of the fire. He shrugs. "I tried." She rolls her eyes and tears the meat apart handing him part of it. "I can see that. Atleast it's cooked all the way through." She shrugs and eats. Scott takes the piece of the burnt meat from her, shrugging again as he took a bite out of the meat. She watches him eat, as she finishes her piece.

Scott was almost finished when he glanced at Alexia, stopped mid-bite. "You still hungry?"
"Yeah but not for that kinda meat." She says immediately widening her eyes and realizing what she just said. Scott finishes his piece as he realized the words that came out of her mouth, smirking as he licked the oil off of his hands.

She starts to hardcore blush and looking all over the place so she doesn't look at him.
"What are you gazin' at?" He asks curiously, shifting his hands to his pants.