Andante smiled down at the small dog, and offered a hand with which to pet her gently. Even if she had lived her life apart from her Bosmer brethren, she had always been attuned to her natural propensity for compatibility with animals, particularly little ones like dogs.
"Uh I can see where it would be funny for a "Cat" to own a dog."
she stood up quickly, her lips pursed in a bit of embarrassment. She crossed her arms quickly in defense and diverted her eyes to a market stall in the distance, though they inevitably ended up scanning the ground instead.
"I didn't necessarily mean it like that..." Her words were strained as she searched for the words to perhaps divert her offense but she could find none and quickly fell silent. She crouched down and made herself busy tightening a silver buckle on her tall boots, instead. Embarrassed though she was, Bryunzeel didn't seem offended so she tried to relax a bit.
"I don't actually have any errands, I needed a pretext to talk alone."
"Hnh? What is it? If it's about what you asked earlier I..." She paused, looking deep in thought for a moment. "...I don't know. In my lifetime I have experienced the best and the worst of people this land has to offer, and I feel as though...at least for now we might be able to trust our..." She paused looking for words. "...unlikely companions." She fell quiet for him to continue.
"You vex me I am not usually at a loss for words but I find myself weakened around you, I even gave presents to the rest of our company cause I feared it would be obvious that I had developing feelings toward, well I admit a stranger, which is something I wish to fix."
Her face became flush with the heat of embarrassment, though she tried her best not to appear so.
"I want, almost need at the bottom of all I know to know more about you...I even feel myself fear unlike anything I've known before your response to these admitions."
She stood still without response for a moment, her body tense with the anticipation of just what she could say in return but nothing seemed to come to her quickly enough. It was rare enough for her to be approached by a stranger, much less befriend one so quickly who showed a genuine interest. It wasn't as if she didn't desire to be earnest, but that perhaps she didn't know precisely how to.
"Well...I..." She began, her voice flattened. She adjusted the bow, and heavy satchel on her back, stalling for time in frustration. "...there isn't much to know, not about me. Honestly, I...hardly know enough for myself, let alone to share with another." She smiled, tensely but genuinely. "A Bosmer out of her element, as some might say, living a world apart from her kind." She readjusted the sword at her waist, as she paused, obviously in thought. "...perhaps you will come to know what there is, in our travels."