Ghost Lion Crag i know there's greed and there's corruption

arcturus noticed (of course) the casual inspection behind wraen's eyes. he was not so young to misunderstand it, either -- he stood straighter under her gaze, feeling a strange inclination to present himself as positively as possible. the thought was fleeting, but arcturus held onto it with a sense of hidden bewilderment - what had urged him to do that?

he returned her smile with a softer smile of his own. he thought perhaps she was teasing -- in the time he had known wraen, he knew one thing above all else: she constantly kept him on his toes. it was an alluring sense of bewilderment, being outside of advantaged ground - and arcturus doggedly pursued the fleeting feeling. "depends -- will you use it against me, in the future?" his gaze held a light glint to it as he thought of the two of them sparring -- and another thought, a little less casual than sparring hit him.. they would be touching.