She patted down her own skirts as they walked slowly back towards the camp, a smile on her face as she brushed her wild hair down a bit with her hands, "I say again, something tells me that Angus and Nessa did not even miss us one little bit." As they returned to the camp, Angus and Nessa where sitting there, picking still at their plates which looked as if they had hardly been touched in the long amount of time that they had been gone. Taking a seat once more, she picked up her plate and a moment of scilence seemed to float among them, Nessa's cheeks just as flushed as Kiana thought hers had to be. And then, at the same moment, both woman noticed the dark marks on one another neck and both burst into laughter. Angus jumped a little in surprise, "What are they all about?" he asked, directing the question to Lund rather then the laughing pair.