Duck Lake so i made for the creek, where she and i did meet

panics in lateness

secretly, aria agreed with the stubborn boy, but she held her tongue for the time being. the attention was getting her far enough along, no reason to ruin it by begging him to stay with her... right? akatosh agreed, by any means, and as he left aria watched him, sighing gently. her ears flicked towards thorn as he commented on it, and she looked towards him with a stern, pale gaze. 

"i will, of course," she told him, but nudge the bottom of his chin gently, "only if you let me look at you." a bargain, and a fair trade, she thought. and without waiting for an answer, she again attempted to usher him up and with her towards her cache.