Zuline had his hands in hers, she was holding him with tenderness. Her fingers intertwined in his pressing gently to show him her support. Jäwell's eyes were lost in hers, about to say something deep when the noise of the hooves on the sand and the heavy breath of the horses and bulls attracted the attention of Jäwell and Zuline. They quickly gathered themselves, Zuline pulled Jäwell's shirt to tidy up before others arrived and avoided questions. He looked at her with an amused smile, he couldn't contain himself and had to comment on what she was doing, "You act like the wife I never had."
Zuline turned her eyes to him with a dark look, "Don't add to it, please."
Jäwell raised his hands in a move to surrender, biting his bottom lip to avoid laughing too loudly. By the time the rest of the group arrived led by Hurak, Zuline, and Jäwell had a respectable distance between them but while she had proper behavior, Jäwell was playing with her nerves.
