"You're awfully flushed." She says, with something like concern as he looks skyward. She's feeling a little warm but not nearly as warm as he seems to be. She's not sure she's ever really seen him sweat quite like this, not even the heat of battle or sex.

"Perhaps I should set up the tent and you should have a lie down in the cool and the dark?" She offers, frowning. "What do you mean by 'distracting'? Is it the heat?"