Zara had managed to hit most of the targets down when he finally spoke up about being enough for the day. She smiled so proudly of herself as if she hadn't expected to do so well with her target practice. "Shall I be the one to cook the steaks or will you, as a reward for doing so well in my practice?" She asked him with a sly smirk, biting her lower lip.  She was so hopeful that he'd fancy her and that she'd have a chance at a real relationship. One that wasn't dictated by a man's sex drive or the need to control every aspect of her living moment. 

Stepping closer to him, under the guise to pass through the door, she enjoyed the simple touch he was giving her. A hand on her lower back. Just to pat her back but it was rather enjoyable and gentle. She was in love with it and find herself wanting to find more ways to encourage that type of attention. Running her fingers through her hair, she managed to shake some volume into it. "Tell me more about yourself, Mr Issac. You seem to know plenty about me." She commented softly.