Later that night Talia nervously made her way to Skif's rooms, wondering if he really had meant it, if she had just dreamed it and she was going to make a fool of herself.

'What if he was just playing a cruel prank on me? Did he really mean it?' Talia thought nervously. She raised her hand to knock on the door, 'Here it- ' but her thoughts were interrupted by Skif opening the door with her hand in the air, about to knock.

"I-oh-er-um-hi, uh, Skif. I was just- you said that-today-in-" she stammered

"Oh, I didn't forget! Come on in! Have you eaten? I got food just in case." Skif stepped to the side so Talia good enter the room.

It was bright in there and a fire crackled cheerfully. On the desk there was a tray with bread, cheese, meat, and wine.

They sat down and Skif poured them both some wine and split the cheese, bread and meat.

When the meal was finished they started casually talking and as the night drew on Talia liked Skif more and more.

One thing led to another and pretty soon they were leaning in for a kiss. As soon as their lips met Talia panicked and pulled away.

"Ineedtogetgoingnicemeetingyougoodbye!" she said as if it were all one word. With that she was out the door.

Skif stared after her, stunned.

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