Larksong Grotto ...And further still.

Charley watched the two's short conversation, glancing around their surroundings. When Reek left, his carribean gaze turned on the female and he gave her a charming smile. 
          "You need help, doll?"
The sudden feeling of, well, WRONG hit Charley after the pet name fell from his lips. At once, he decided that there would be no more of that. Not unless Aspen somehow got on his bad side. The rugged male waited for her answer, willing to show her around if she wanted someone. She didn't seem the type that wanted escorted places though, but maybe he would be surprised.