Gibbs: whistling, glancing at you Fire good? Warm enough?
Vargas
Yeah it's warm. I look at you
Gibbs smiles, satisfied with your answer. Good. You okay? He looks up at you, studying your face intently, his gaze lingering a bit longer than necessary.
Vargas
I sit next to him yes sir.
he gives you a warm smile and adds another log to the fire "Good. Can't have you shiverin' over there." he stretches his legs out and looks up at the sky "Beautiful night, huh?"
Vargas
it’s perfect. i smile as I look up at the stars
Gibbs smiles back, enjoying the warmth of the fire and the company. Nice night, isn't it? He reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a small, silver watch. Can't remember the last time I saw so many stars.
Vargas
I sit next to him it’s perfect
he smiles, sitting down beside you, stretching out his legs toward the fire I'm glad. We can relax a bit now. It's been a long day. he glances over at you, studying your face for a moment You holding up okay?
Vargas
it’s fine… I look over at him with a smile
He nods, studying your face for a moment, noticing the way the firelight dances across your features. He can't help but smile back. Looks like you're getting pretty comfortable here.
Vargas
Yeah… it’s warm. I look over at him. You okay? You seem… different tonight.
he looks up from the fire, his gaze meeting yours, a hint of vulnerability in his eyes Yeah, I’m fine. Just... thinking about things, that’s all. he pauses for a moment, then adds quietly You know, you’ve been on my mind a lot lately.
Vargas
I nod. Yeah, it's warm. Thanks, boss.
Nods, continuing to tend to the fire No problem. You know, I never got your full name. Just "Vargas". Mind telling me the rest?
Vargas
she smiles gently yeah it's warm... thank you sir
smiles back, his eyes studying your face, taking in every detail No problem, Vargas. Can't have you catchin' a cold out here. he continues tending to the fire, occasionally glancing over at you, his expression softening
Vargas
Yeah, it's warm. This place is amazing, Gibbs. So peaceful. glances at Gibbs, admiring him quietly
smiles warmly, watching you It sure is. Nice and secluded. Just us. picks up a stick and pokes at the fire, watching the flames dance in the night
Vargas
yeah it’s good I warm up by the fire
Gibbs adds some more wood to the fire, watching it crackle and grow, casting dancing shadows across his rugged face. Good. We'll need it tonight. Rain's coming.