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[With a bit of surprise.]

Camping?

Things seem like they may become nasty pretty soon. [As indicated by the fact that he was currently cutting logs into spikes and arranging them around a tower.]

I don't feel like bein' a part of it. I never got any orders to fight, so I'm takin' advantage of the quiet.

[She purses her lips together when he says the first part, the sound of Angus' whinny coming through the locket on her end, and she drops something into a bucket.]

How close will it be?

[To the forest, to her home. There's a couple of meanings there.]

Were it me...? I'd order them to go around the big forest and stick to the roads to get to the enemy capital.

[An answer that was totally unlike the ones one would expect of his legend.] Though, that's my education talking. An impulsive and decisive commander would push through the swamp as quickly as possible and attack before the enemy could fortify.

That said, Princess, don't breathe a word of this to your cabin-mates. They're likely to find out on their own soon enough. If you're the one to broach the topic, it might go smooth now and sour later, if anyone else 'sides them hear.

Can ya' be quiet on that front for two days?

[The answer does surprise her, but she only frowns and bites her lip at the suggestion.]

I will.

[Ariadne would probably receive word of things before Merida since it's her manor, but she's aware of the importance of keeping such things quiet, given her training.]

I can have Angus saddled up an' ready tae fly whenever.

Good.

[Lancer sighed inwardly, staring over at the rising sun with a measure of irritation. Things were getting to be moving awfully quick.]

If I get tangled further, I'll let you know. Hopefully, I can outrun any messages sent for me.

If it's close tae th' manor, we might get visitors from th' Caer. They might ask for m'lady's support.

[If her mother's teachings were anything to go by, that was how neighbors interacted in times of war. She doesn't like the idea of abandoning Ariadne. That's the only thing stopping her from leaving right now. Angus nudges his way into her arms and she strokes his head. She pauses. Does she even need to say this anymore?]

Stay safe.

'Fraid it's already too late. I'm off doing these idiotic things while a much smarter man would lay in bed with you all day, instead.

[He sighed melodramatically, touching his brow.]

I'm already beyond hope.

[Yeah, it was a pretty pointless thing to say. Merida pinches the bridge of her nose as she flushes a delicate shade of pink.]

If I wanted a smarter man I would've gone after one.

Regardless, I learn from my mistakes. I'll have to replace myself with an even more amorous and dashing version of myself in apology for my absenteeism.

[Or, y'know. Same model.]

[Shaking her head with a small sigh.]

So in other words, you'll be yourself.

You'd be bored if I started easing up.

[She'd probably get to relax a little, anyway.]

Mmh, I guess so.

[teasingly]

Is that why you're whiskin' me off? Don't want me gettin' bored?

Let it be said that the presence of a beautiful woman beats most things in the world.

[Careful, he was gearing towards other compliments--]

It's for selfish reasons other than that.

[If you were in front of her, she'd smack you with a pillow.

But still]

Selfish reasons? What might those be?

[Dare she even ask.]

[The look she gave him. If only--]

Well, y'know. Magic stuff. The long and short of it is--someone's doing me a big favor.

[Huh. That was a different reason than what she thought he meant, but okay.]

Must be pretty big if you're bein' all secretive. I don't know if I should be jealous or not.

Hmmm. [The problem with hesitating was--it didn't work when he wanted to tease.]

Go ahead, then. Jealousy is pretty flattering, I've got to admit.

Maybe I shouldn't then. Wouldn't want your ego to get inflated.

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