Arisu looks up to sky as well, still stroking the mare. Where had the day gone? Was it already time for supper? "I guess we should head home. The others should be heading back about now."  She loops arms with him again, which was quickly becoming a alternate to holding hands. The days where warming up, making Arisu sweat. Not that Mystic probably minded, but the sweat made their hands sticky when it dried. Arisu muses on his tail while they walk back to her house. Hadn't he promised to teach her how to swim once his arm was better? Her mother had removed the bindings yesterday. She had been quite pleased with how his arm had healed.<br/><span style="font-style: italic"><br/>Hiro knows the glow that Arisu is currently displaying as she and Mystic walk arm and arm with the rest of the family towards the house. He knows it's the glow of love. He smiles knowingly to his wife, who's walking at his side, Emi and Cho chattering like black birds behind them. </span><br/><br/>Later that night finds Arisu curled up with Mystic before bed. She looks up to him from where she lies against his chest. "Mystic, will you teach me to swim tomorrow? There's a place where the stream gets really deep  a little further from the village."