Arabella smiled as the man got down and started taking the cookies, she was surprised he didn't take the plate but she didn't argue. She liked the thought of him sharing them witht his flower friend. "I hope your friends likes them too," She said when he placed the last one in, turning the plate to the side she shook it to get most of the crumbs off of it. She was rather careless with an expensive bit of platter, but it was fine in the end. To the mention of her parents, she glanced around, there was a chance they'd walk by but she didn't see anyone.<br/><br/>"My parents are extremely busy, I have a live-in nanny with me to take care of me," She loved her parents and she knew they loved her, but they were very important and busy people. Arabella often acted her best to stay out of their ways. "You know my daddy... I'm Arabella Hawk, I doubt he talks about me much," The last name Hawk was well known to everyone, especially in this specific town where one specific Hawk member was a commander. "I know you, your name is Byron and daddy doesn't like you much," Oh she's heard lots of yelling and jokes about the poor Byron. 'A no good troublemaker', 'Can't listen to the most simple of rules'... Her father's screams would roar through the house about men and women he did not like.<br/><br/>"Don't listen to daddy though, he's big and scary but what he thinks doesn't really matter! It's about what mommy thinks!" Her mother didn't think too kindly of Byron either, though her words weren't nice, but they had a bit of pity in them. "I'll like you though, you seem nice and a little weird," It wasn't a bad kind of weird, just a little weird. Arabella wasn't allowed near common people very often, her father was scared she might fall in love and marry a poor boy who wants her money and name. Though, she was far too young for that to happen now anyway.<br/><br/>Opening the basket she very carefully pulled out the box and opened it to see the seeds and buds that'd be planted. She put it back, making sure not to ruin them somehow. "I think they'll like it! If a boy wanted to get me a gift I'd like some already grown flowers," The young girl said with a shrug of her shoulders. "It's also not dangerous, whatever is out there isn't as bad as daddy says," The girl pouted and glanced to the wall in the distance. She didn't believe, not for one second that the 'things' were deadly.<br/><br/>"Tell me mister soldier boy, you've seen em! They aren't as scary as they tell me, are they? Don't worry, I can keep secrets," She lowered her voice to a whisper and took a step closer to the man.