An eyebrow cocked as she spoke, then proceeded to come bury her face in his chest while wrapping her arms about him. One of his own slid around her slowly, the other hand coming to rest on her head, fingers buried in her hair.<span style="color: #FF0000">"well, if you wanted to kidnap me, you could just ask?"</span>He glanced down at her, searching her face for anything that would tell him she was merely playing. What he found was quite the opposite.<span style="color: #FF0000">"Aye, and its great seeing you again Aria, though I wish it were under better circumstances."</span>His smile failed in the slightest, enough to give hint that he spoke the truth..and in a way he did, even if he was too stubborn to admit that anywhere but his subconscious.<br/><br/>He could remember the games they'd played together if he chose. He could remember every word they'd said to each other. But he was here on a mission... not to get lost in old friendships. Friendships that had long expired no matter how much she seemed to have missed him. His icy, pale gaze met hers as she spoke, searching, hair drifting into his face as he debated how to reply to that.<span style="font-style: italic">She's just a silly girl...</span>he told himself,<span style="font-style: italic">she doesn't mean it. Its just the first time she's seen me in a while.</span><br/><br/>Then there was the sound of a female voice, a maid, and he turned his head to shoot a grin towards the maid as Aria made her way to the door.<span style="color: #FF0000">"Well then, that took long enough."</span>A long, luxurious stretch was given, clothing pulling tight against his body, bones popping slightly.<span style="color: #FF0000">"Settling in would be nice.</span>He then followed her out of her room, gesturing for her to lead the way.