Her presence had indeed caused his fumbles. For once, he was out of sorts and hadn't yet had time to sequester his feelings.

He silently lowered himself to the ground beside her. Smiling he waited until she had worked her own whistle before joining in with harmony. He was sure he could hear her thoughts as beside her, even he himself felt free.

Lazed against the back of the hill, amidst the canopy of the sunset his first thoughts were to her welfare as he removed his cloak without breaking their song and covered her shoulders. It simply was not acceptable for the young woman to experience any discomfort in his presence.