Aria looked at him, confused. She looked around as if someone would have the answer. She slowly shut her book. Aria didn't know if she should wave or go talk to him. She wasn't usually the one to talk to anyone but she was intrigued by him.<br/><br/>Aria's eyes switched between the beautiful flute and him. She put her book in her back and slowly stood up. She didn't want to startle him but she felt compelled to go over to him. she stood a moment, frozen in time almost, before taking a step toward the fence. She walked softly each step quietly petting the surface of the earth like a feather dancing with the grass. She moved gracefully, it was almost like she was in tune with the wind.<br/><br/>Aria closer to the fence now, Sat cross-legged and looked curiously at him. She opened her mouth to speak but words failed so she just looked at him in wonder.<br/><br/>Any other time she would have had a million other questions. She would have wanted to hear stories but here in this moment all Aria could do was lose her self in everything. The wind, the smell of the air, the feel of the dew on the grass, every marking on the flute, the shape of his face everything.