Open Finished Evening Rendezvous

Feeling better that he hadn't rejected her gesture, she felt better knowing that they were on equal terms again. No fighting. No assumptions. A clean slate. It felt nice to her to be able to start over again with him, as with all people, she had gotten off on the wrong foot with him. Tilting her head lightly as she wondered as to what he meant, as he didn't seem like the person that would cause Claire any worries or discomfort.

Looking at him with a scowl as he said that he should maybe break out into dancing and singing, she swung her foot around to hit his lower leg, hard. "That would be, very stupid. A very stupid idea." She smiled and laughed calmly, realizing that the boy had already made her laugh. "Well there is something accomplished. Making me laugh isn't easy. You might get a lot further than friendship if you keep this up." Biting her lip on the left side, she didn't regret what she had said, but she had mostly said it to see his reaction. Giving herself one last small giggle, she sprung up quickly to her feet, spinning around to face him. "So, now what? Maybe you should dance and sing, it would be pretty entertaining." Standing there waiting for his response, she realized how open she was being to him already, as if she was acting like her true self to someone she had just been fighting with not so long ago.

{OOC: I took that literally ^^}

Smiling as he reacted to her kicking her, she felt herself warming up to him. Nodding childishly as he said that she had hurt him, she thought to that maybe he should build up his strength. Not wanting to make him feel any more embarrassed than he clearly was from what she had said, she decided to keep quiet. She didn't feel like laughing at his discomfort like before. She could tell that he was embarrassed because of the way that he had curled himself up, as if her words were giving him a stomach ache. Frowning a bit, she stepped back. Though only a few seconds later, he had said that he couldn't sing all that well. Laughing lightly as he compared his singing,. she thought it funny that he thought he couldn't sing. "Who cares if you can't? I can't either, so sing with me." She told him, smiling. "Stand up. Grab my hand and lets sing. There is no one else around to care and I won't judge."

Smiling as he got up from the rock, she was in a way better mood than before. "You'll be fine." She told him quietly, thinking of what she even knew for songs. "I didn't think about that." She wasn't the most musically inclined, as the only songs she remembered and liked were hymns and things that she sang in the forest, which usually didn't have words. "I ... Don't know." She said calmly, not wanting to break the moment. She had to come up with something, even if it was something cheesy, that everyone knew... "Happy Birthday?"

Scowling a bit as the boy laughed at her, it felt weird that he had laughed at her, uncomfortable even. Accepting his apology with a short nod, she decided that he would sing first, for the fact that he had laughed. Smiling a bit, she nodded again when he started, smiling even wider as she heard his voice. "Happy birthday dear..." She had drawn a blank, as there was no one with a birthday that very day, and no one to celebrate it for. "Us." Claire decided was a good fit for the uneventful song.. "Happy birthday to you."

Nodding in happiness as they finished their unamned birthday, she felt a lot more childish. As if the song, and singing it had made her a young child again, singing it to herself in the forest with her wolves... That wasn't a sad part of her life, but she was happy that she had a different way of living. She no longer had to rely on her intincts to catch food, and rather money. It was strange to her, how different the two were.

Hearing the boy compliment her, a biright blush crossed her face, though she wasn't sure why one small compliment had made her look like a tomato. "Thank you, I appreicate it. I mean I wasn't that good, compared to you I was, a dying eagle." She giggled, trying to compliment him, but it most likely sounded like a badly placed insult. "That was a compliment, or something, I think." She stated afterwards, as her blush slowly went down.