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She blushed, ducking her head down. "You're very sweet."

"I'm just telling the truth." He ducked his head down slightly so he could look at her face better. "Very pretty."

Rain couldn't help it. She giggled. "Definitely crazy," she teased.

Mat straightened up and laughed. "Then we can be flaming crazy pair tonight. Come on. We're here." Still laughing, he led her into the restaurant.

She giggled again and followed him in, eyes wide as she looked around, trying to take everything in.

He grinned at her reaction and nodded to the waiter who came to seat them. When they got to their table, a booth, he moved in closer to her and handed her one of the two menus. "Do you want any help picking something?"

She looked at the menu a little helplessly, then nodded. "I don't even know what some of these words are!"

"That's alright. I'll help." He moved a little closer to her so he could read it then started pointing to things and explaining them. When he was done, he smiled again. "What looks good?"

Rain... liked the feel of him so close. Mostly when people, especially men, got that close it made her feel nervous and claustrophobic. But Mat... she felt... well, safe, but also something else that she didn't quite understand.

She frowned, looking at all the things, then pointed to one. "I think this. Does that sound okay?"

"Alright. I'll order that one for you when he gets back. In fact, I'll order two. That looks good to me." Smiling at her, he folded the menu and set it on the table with the other one.

"Is there anything you'd like to drink?"

"Tea?" she said hesitantly. "Is that all right?"

He laughed quietly and nodded. "That's alright. I'll make sure you get some."

"I... my father drank - probably still drinks. A lot." Rain looked up at him. "And I know Native Americans are very susceptible to drinking problems, so..."

"One of my men back home drinks too much. I don't know what a Native American is but I'll remember that." He planned to have some tea too and when the waiter arrived he gave their orders then turned his attention back to Rain. "How are you doing so far?"

"It's my background. Who my ancestors are. At least my mother's."

"Doing?" She looked nervous again. "I think fine. Is there something I'm supposed to be doing?"

She had thought it was too early for him to expect sex for his kindness - after dinner, yes, perhaps - but things might be different here. Not that she'd mind. He was kind to her and gentle and he'd promised not to hurt her, so at least she didn't have to worry about that.

"You said you were nervous earlier. I wanted to make sure you were alright. You don't have to worry. Right now, you're just supposed to be with me. There's nothing you need to be doing. Promise."

He smiled warmly at her as he reached up to scratch under the scarf he was wearing. It was around his neck the last time he saw her too. It never leaves him. Neither does the foxhead medallion hanging beneath it.

"Just relax and have fun. I'm not expecting anything out of you or from you. I like you're company. That's why I gave the invitation."

Rain smiled warmly at him. "All right. Sorry I get so jumpy sometimes."

She nodded towards his medallion. "Fox. For camouflage and to move silently," she said. "At least in my tradition that is."

"You don't have to apologize. It seems like you've been through a lot."

He blinked as he tried to figure out what she was talking about. Then he looked down and smiled again. "I was given this for protection against the One Power." Realizing she wouldn't know what the One Power was, he elaborated. "It's a power found in my world."

She shrugged uncomfortably. "I guess."

Then smiled. "Well, Fox would be good for that!"

"Would it?" He grinned again. "I had no idea."

"Of course!" Rain said cheerfully. "Camouflage, so that you blend in and then can move unseen. The power couldn't find you."

Mat laughed and touched the medallion. "This one here absorbs the power. Is there anything about that? Light, I'm all curious now."

"Absorbing power?" She considered. "No, not really. Though they sometimes have the ability to shapeshift, so changing power perhaps."

"Really? Are there other animals that mean things?" He leaned back in the seat though he hadn't moved away from her at any point.

"Of course," she said, giggling a little. "All animals mean something!"

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