[The Norkari Mtns.] The Abandoned Temple

Jayce continues to swing his blade in sweeping arcs. He wields it with far more speed and precision than is normally possible with a great sword. This is not due to increased speed or strength, but rather weight. His blade was far lighter than it should be, closer to two or three pounds rather than the ten one would expect. When he finishes he plunges the sword into the earth and lets out a long breath. He turns to get dressed and pauses, looking at Naenia surprised. He'd thought she had left. His cheeks darken ever so slightly more, but his voice remains calm.

"Is there something you need Naenia?"

Jayce listens to Naenia's ramble. His expression turns from calm, to curiosity, to chock, and finally bemusement. That had certainly been an amusing, if embarrassing, and slightly flattering mess. He watches her go and then moves off to clean himself before redressing. He was going to have to sit down and have a chat with her soon. Her feelings were perfectly natural for an angel unused to corporeal form. His were perfectly normal for a man with a body in the prime of it's life. It was all just physical desire though. He was fairly certain that there was no basis for anything more and he would not give into such desires. Even if he liked her because she was kind, gentle, good with Aechon, beautiful and... Jayce stops the train of thought. He gets back to what he was doing. Chastising himself, it was just physical desire, they would talk about it, and then set it aside like two rational adults.

"You have a lovely voice."

Jayce notes as he enters the kitchen. He's a little surprised to find Naenia cooking, but he supposed he shouldn't be. She seemed very eager to help. He walks over to the angel and regards her for a moment. He expects her to turn to face him perhaps a bit shocked at first. Once she has recovered he'd speak.

"We need to talk. I noted the way you were looking at me last night. I want to assure you, that first you have nothing to be ashamed of. It's perfectly natural for a woman to look at a man in that way.it's part if the hormones that come with a corporeal form. Similarly you may find that I will look at you from time to time. You are very attractive and I have the body and urges of a young man even if I am better at schooling them."

Jayce pauses and purses his lips. He hadn't meant to say she was attractive that had just slipped out.

"Though these things are natural, that doesn't mean we should act on them. I don't think either of us would benefit from..."

The paladin trails off he'd just realized he wasn't looking at her eyes but her lips. That was inapropriate of him. It was just that this train of thought made him think of what it'd be like to give into those instincts.

"Ahem. Sorry. I don't think we'd benefit from giving in to such things. Carnal relations are not to be looked down and can be very enjoyable. But I think we both require something with more substance."

Jayce's face and neck were flushed with color. This might have been a mistake. He was old! He should be able to have a frank talk about sex without getting so hot and bothered. It was just.... it'd been a very long time and Naenia was beautiful and her attentions flattering. And her lips were so full and inviting, the exquisite features of her face were always pleasant, but when they softened they were down right radiant.... Jayce shakes his head realizing his thoughts had gone a completely inapropriate direction. A direction that had lead him to take a step forward while his eye remained fixed on her. This was getting out of hand.

Jayce shakes his head recovering his sens of self. He was getting dangerously close to Naenia, it had just been a very a long time and he'd almost lost his self control. Taking a step back he nods and coughs. After a few minutes he says halting, surprised at how awkward he feels.

"As it has been... established that we both want... physical relations. But neither of us want to do so casually... are we going to... try and develop a relationship?"

He grimaces at how awkward that sounded even to him. He had been out of the dating pool for a long time. Had it been like this when he'd courted his wife? He honestly had trouble remembering those early days, it had been more than a century ago.

Jayce stands patiently during the period of silence. He assumes Naenia is weighing the merit of his suggestion. He is wondering why he made it in the first place. It had been over eighty years since his wife died. Eighty years and he'd never once contemplated pursuing another relationship. When his youth was restored he'd infrequently considered dalliances, but never did so. Now though he was seriously contemplating courting again. Seriously contemplating courting an angel, because... She had been hurt and he was lonely. That was it. But perhaps from such simple reason something beautiful could be born. At her response he gives her a small smile and nods.

"I would not have asked if I did not want to try. Though I am a bit rusty at such things. It's been a very long time."

"There are few generalities about courting. Such as going to various places together to enjoy each others company or giving gifts to show affection. I think you are right though. Our situation means that we can do things our own way. I am just not sure what our own way should be..."

Jayce's reply begins very certain and matter of fact. At the end though it turns to a sort of half laugh. Under the calm composure there is a man. A man capable of being uncertain and of laughing at himself for that uncertainty. Yet that lack of certainty doesn't seem to bother or frighten him. It speaks of a confidence that doesn't rely on being in control at all times. After a moment he continues his thought.

"After consideration though, I think I will enjoy figuring it out."

Jayce chuckles lightly at Naenia's embarrassement. She was a vision and it made his heart lighter to know she was as uncertain as he. Even if he was fairly sure that by rights he shouldn't be. He was old, he shouldn't get embarrassed. He supposed it was his young bodies fault.he moves to stand next ready to help her prepare breakfast.

"I intended to help you make breakfast. It seemed like something we could do together."

Jayce takes the skillet from Naenia and deposits it on the stove. He gestures for her to continue, while he pulls out some potatoes. He washes and scrubs them, before cutting them up into small chunks. He then covers them in a thin layer of oil and some salt peppers and spices. He hands the bowl over to Naenia so she can fry the home fries as well. Leaving her to handle the frying he finds some lemons and prepares a pitcher of lemonade.