She felt her unease begin to fade away as he ran his fingers up and down her back, a soft sigh escaping her lips. Her eyes fluttered closed, even though she knew her question had stirred him. Her deep brown hair fell around her shoulders, her chest falling in an even pattern, slow and steady. Being this close to him she could hear his steady heartbeat, her arms curled to her chest as she was curled to his. She’d never had this level of comfort before, she’d never been so drawn to or grateful for anyone in her entire life, and she never thought she’d have a strider to seek comfort in. Nothing against the Strider’s themselves, they just always acted detached whenever she had met them, they hardly gave her second glance when she attempted to speak or connect with them.<br/><br/>“I really don’t think this is all over. Oliver... he hated Gregor. For the first while, he had this weird relationship with him, he obeyed him like a puppy but about a month ago I saw them talking and... I have no clue about what but from that day forward Ollie didn’t even spare him a glance. I know he was excited to ‘learn’ from him but I’ve got no clue what he knew about him, honestly.” She kept her voice quiet, looking up to him. She ran her fingers over his arm and chest, sighing softly.