Make a Wish (Cecil)

Nadia, standing over Cecil, folded her arms, thinking. "It's just teasing though. Wouldn't you rather they give you extra attention like that instead of no attention at all?" she asked, nudging his leg with the side of her foot a little bit, playfully. "I wouldn't know the difference. But now I'm even more excited to see it!" She giggled and offered him a hand. "Come on, Micah's grazing over there, lets go snag him and get back to the stables."

Cecil just groans in reply. "of course you are..." shaking his head, he takes Nadia's hand and picks himself off the ground. "It might be better than being ignored, sure, but the when they've managed to catch wind of a casual conversation you've had with a girl and they're asking when the wedding is, sometimes you just want to curl up into a ball and sleep for the rest of time." He sighs. "...you'll find out yourself. Just... let's get back already."

Nadia laughed at the prospect of them asking when the wedding was. Clearly it was meant as a joke. But when you hear those jokes over and over, she could understand how it might unnerve him. In Cecil's case, it may even make him feel like they were expecting him to get married and all of that. She could see him taking it that way. Still, it didn't deter her excitement in the least. S

Still holding his hand she pulled him along in search of the horse, who had found a new glade of flowers to munch on. She helped Cecil into the Saddle first before clamboring up herself. "Away we go! Hold on!" She called, and broke Micah into a canter across the field.

As Cecil climbed back up onto Micah and held on, there was just one thing that remained on his mind.
"This is going to suck..."