Armas smiled to her, enjoying the reaction he received albeit his knowledge of her true feelings was still a question to him. He wondered how she truly felt and he would test that... When he knew she would be unable to escape.<br/><br/>The forest curved around them as Finch galloped under the outstretched branches. Each tree began to look less and less alive, the leaves grew scarce and the land looked more dead and ghostly than before. When they finally reached the end, a medium sized one story cottage appeared. It was less than cozy looking, the walls were bleached white and the hay tied down looked paler than the average yellow. It would have seemed more of a surprise if it weren't for the beautiful vines that crept up the side into the roof. This want the only foliage as they got closer, variations of pink, red, and white roses littered the windows.<br/><br/>Armas easily slid off Finch's back. He turned to help her down, offering his hand. " As much as you may like me now, I'll give you this benefit. In a few hours my hold over you will fade, until then I am going to be gone. Humans do have to eat," he told her.<br/><br/>" So, until then I will leave you in the company of Finch. Will you be alright with that?" He asked, caressing her cheek gently with the back tips if his fingers. "However, you won't be permitted to leave, Finch will ensure you stay here and not get lost."