Blacktail Deer Plateau Choosing death in order to live

"You think? I believe he is a romantic. After all his heart melts for someone in the spring. Every year, for that matter," Wraen suggested with a good-natured smile. "Perhaps, that's the time, when lady Summer gives him that fateful kiss. Who says... you could not beat him to it?" she nudged her sister's shoulder in a friendly manner, as if suggesting that Maia should try her chances with elemental dudes. 

"Arcturus? Well, he is his introverted, quiet and very serious self as usual," Wraen shrugged, making a mental note that she should take the guy on another outing, before he shrank back too much in his own world. She had no doubt that he had good time thinking about stuff, but she believed it was healthy to let those thoughts out once in a while too. 

"Why do you ask?" she returned the question. "Is something wrong?"