[She nods, taking a deep breath in and tucking a lock of her hair more firmly behind her ear. From how warm her cheeks feel, she's pretty sure she's still blushing, but, well... She got herself into this. This is no time to be a faint-hearted, fluttering maiden - no time to back out, even in her mind.]
[Glancing at his hand on her shoulder, Éowyn bites her lip, steadies her mind, and reaches out to the fastenings of his clothes. It's easier, she quickly finds, to watch her hands work than to look at his face. If nothing else, she's undressed men before, so this part is less strange if she just... forgets the context.]
Help all you like. [Is this smile flirtatious, or just awkward? She's honestly not sure. Oh, well. She's pushing on through it, and hopefully he will too.] Be bold. Men and women have done this for all time, it cannot be so hard.
[Again, unsure. Is that thinking out loud, or actually aimed at him?]
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[Glancing at his hand on her shoulder, Éowyn bites her lip, steadies her mind, and reaches out to the fastenings of his clothes. It's easier, she quickly finds, to watch her hands work than to look at his face. If nothing else, she's undressed men before, so this part is less strange if she just... forgets the context.]
Help all you like. [Is this smile flirtatious, or just awkward? She's honestly not sure. Oh, well. She's pushing on through it, and hopefully he will too.] Be bold. Men and women have done this for all time, it cannot be so hard.
[Again, unsure. Is that thinking out loud, or actually aimed at him?]