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*Alanna's feet are cold.

This in and of itself is not particularly unusual, but she feels like they should be warmer. Frowning, she rubs them against each other and opens her eyes, blinking when she spies the person wrapped up in blankets with her.

Adam.

It is probably a good thing that he can not see just how bright her smile gets. She sits up, tossing another log on the fire. It's quite early still, and she looks toward her room with a small sigh. The log doesn't do much to rebuild the fire, but stoking it would require moving. She lies back down, kissing Adam's cheek, and gathers a small ball of purple fire to fling at the flames. Her Gift does the trick.

Content, she snuggles closer and puts both frigid feet on his legs.*

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*Adam was happily dreaming when the dream suddenly turns into a nightmare of frigid feet, and he yelps. A manly yelp, of course, but a yelp nonetheless.*

*Alanna oh so innocently twines her legs through his and moves closer, kissing his neck.*

I am terribly sorry. Truly.

*He opens his eyes narrowly and scowls at her.*

If you were really sorry, you wouldn't have done it in the first place.

*There's the hint of a smile on his face, though.*

*wisely* Some things can not be helped, despite how apologetic one might feel about them.

Quiet, I was sleeping.

*She closes her eyes, smirking.*

Sleeping? More like waking me up.

*He pokes her in the side. Gently!

*Alanna snickers, catching his hand and holding it.*

I can occasionally be evil, it is true. *She smiles.* Maybe I just missed you. Or maybe I am helpless against my self-preservation instincts.

Maybe all of the above?

*He makes no move to free his stolen hand.*

You Trebonds are out to get me.

*She brushes her thumb along the back of his hand, eyebrow quirked.*

Is that so? Thom's not out to get you. He just refuses to admit he likes you. I'm so thankful I did not get saddled with his stubborn nature.

*Adam cocks an eyebrow, and manages only to laugh a little, giving her a kiss on the forehead.*

Though I'm not so sure he likes me so much anymore.

Of course he does. Why wouldn't he?

*Confused, she sets his hand on her waist and brushes his hair back.*

Well, he did spend a good half hour or so yelling at me last night, if that's any sign.

*Alanna drags her eyes away from the sight of her hand in his hair and stares at him.*

Pardon? *She blinks.* When?

Why?

I, um. Woke up last night, and went to get something to drink. He yelled at me... on your behalf, actually.

*Alanna gapes. She has no idea what to say, afraid she'll either alienate or scare him. And Thom. She's at a loss.*

Oh?

Oh. About... the wedding? But we had a decent time, I thought.

Um, I am sorry.

He said you were really upset.

Why didn't you tell me?

*She ducks her head and goes very, very still.*

I... I told you I was worried.

No. He said you were-

*He shakes his head.*

Nevermind. Nevermind.

No... tell me? Please?

*She doesn't look up, but her arms tighten around him for a moment.*

Not that you were worried.

Upset.

*She takes a deep breath, hardly realizing what she is saying as the words spill out.*

...Yes. But not at you. Part of it was residual emotions from when I thought you two had killed each other, and I was sitting in that tree, powerless to do anything about it. Also, Indy had just told me Mel might not be able to get home, and then you were gone too...

*Alanna lifts her head, eyes bright with emotion. She quickly schools her features and bites her lip. Hard.*

Yes, I was upset. I missed you. I thought... But, Adam... Thom is not a knight. *She shrugs, hoping he can see there's more to that than a mere statement of fact.* I understand that sometimes things just need doing. Like when I trekked out into that blizzard to fight Old Chitral - I didn't necessarily want to go. But I had to. And Liam couldn't understand that.

*She swallows.*

*He reaches up and touches her cheek with his hand.*

*Eyes locked on his, she leans into his hand and gives him a small smile.*

So, yes. I was upset. Upset, but not angry.

It is an important clarification to me.

*He nods, and there's a little bit of hurt in his eyes.*

Why didn't you tell me?

*She blinks, thoroughly baffled.*

Why would I? You were here and safe, and I was happy to see you. Why make you feel guilty for something I understood you had to do?

*There's much more to it than that, and she sucks in a breath, words failing her.*

*He can hear the echoes of Thom in the back of his head.

I could make a fair guess of it, yeah.*

I guess I just thought you could tell me things.