*Simple act… it was, in truth, highly complex, so many factors figured in, so much energy to maintain it all… he costs him much, but he could stand here like this, her next to him, the simple contact of hands, gazing into eternity forever. Her hand moves towards his face, touch of warmth over his cheek as she reaches to pull his gaze from its target… and slowly, his eyes close, severing all this from them both, grounding them, lashing them back from where they floated and soared to the hillside again. He lets his mind fall back into place, vision right itself, before he uncloses his lids again, turns to look down at her, smile still on his lips, his eyes wet, but no tears welling there… just slightly misty-eyed. Its was the first -true- moment of sharing he’d ever experienced. And it takes just a few minutes to recollect himself from the magnitude of it all. Then his smile widens, his free hand rubs the back of hers, the one he has clasped to his chest, gently* MS* () I know. It is not… without its difficulties, that sight. Thank you for inviting me to watch with you…() *he quells an urge to touch her cheek, and just remains as he is. This was foolish in the extreme.. he shouldn’t be here, he wasn’t learning what he needed to learn. But they DID say anything… anything to meet the objective. He’s pushed that way. He can’t reconcile /this/ with his mission, however, so what was it? He just met her… he could take whatever he wanted from her mind, her shields down… learn and leave… so why wasn’t he? It didn’t seem… right. Even if she -is- a RUNner…*

*~ Sliding her fingers from his face, hovering tips at the edge of his chin. Tracing a line for a moment and falling to his ebony mane. Shaking her head lightly, ~~ It is I who should be thanking you.. for sharing such.. ~~ And again words faltered where only emotions and images could lay claim. Instead mentally nudging him to seek rest, saying very lightly.. as if to lull with her words ~~ Let me teleport you back to the tavern.. you .. seem fatigued, at best. ~~ She moved then, tearing her fingers from tangling themselves in his luxurious silken hair, to wander towards her pocket. Withdrawing her key-chain and pressing it. Leaving the equipment that was a petty and two dimensional comparison to what they had shared. Re-appearing at the tavern in the same spot she always appeared at. Looking back up towards him. Slowly parting her hand from his, saying then again raising her shields just a little. As so the mental noise would not clamor though her thoughts. ~~ I can see you again soon, but.. you do need rest, my most precious of friends, ~~ Smiling turning her gaze downwards ~~ .. soulmate.. ~~ And before she would give him a change to argue, offering him a mental embrace, before pulling away fully, still a glazed half dream state filmed over her eyes.. a quiet ~~ Thank you.. ~~ before she vanished back to the farm house.. ~*

*Soft stroke to his face, gentle trace of lines… its not the first time in his young life women, even men, have touched him like such, trying for other things, things he had, as yet, no interest in. He was too young and too busy, his awakening to such needs and wants not quite there yet. Jesse caresses lightly, just, it seems to him, a friendly gesture. He smiles at it… it feels good, the lightness. Like his twin, Rikky recovers quickly, and needs very little sleep. But a short nap, after his expenditure, would be welcome. So he doesn’t argue, he simply nods, watching her eyes. He isn’t happy she left the gift behind, and makes a mental note to fetch it later, after he’s rested. He -liked- the gift.. he wanted it. They appear at the tavern again where, of course, she assumed he was staying. Her shields raise, as his do, to block out the background psionic roar… she doesn’t give him time to respond, leaves too quickly… but leaves behind sweet words with a sweeter Sending… he sighs and readies for his return to HQ. Do anything.. learn. He had to learn, had to know, compulsion and for his own mind, he had to know. Anything… lie, cheat, steal, kill, rape, cleansweep… anything. Brows furrow as he lowers his eyes, links, and vanishes in a small flash of light…*