Larea followed Zel's gaze over to the beach, to where Ahmaht and Sigrun seemed to be standing in an awkward silence. It was hard to tell if they were in conversation from this distance, but she assumed if they were, it probably wouldn't last long, mostly due to Sigrun. She nodded in agreement with Zel's words, although they could have joined on the outcropping at any time, if they felt so inclined. She was glad they didn't, however. Larea felt more comfortable sharing everything with Zel than the others, even though he didn't seem to have much more of an idea of what was happening than she did. She had hoped his seemingly extensive knowledge of magic and the like would have led her to more answers, but at least she found comfort.. in.. his.. arms..<br/><br/>For the first time, she consciously realized that he had embraced her, and it wasn't technically her that started it. True, it made sense, he was just doing it to comfort her, after all.. But that didn't stop her cheeks from turning bright red. She followed her usual habit of looking to the ground and fiddling with a lock of her hair, hoping Zel wouldn't notice it. Blushing spontaneously would require an explanation, and a friendly embrace would not cause her to blush if there weren't more feelings behind it. She felt it was a bit ridiculous of her; she had only known him for a few days.. So why did she feel this way?