Ari looked at the confused look on Robert's face. He wondered if the guy would look more confused if he had carried her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes...most likely less confused. He looks at the man. Holding her still and merely shifts her to make her more comfortable. His arms were not tiring...not in the slightest. He looks at her father and smiled a bit. He noticed the man rubbing his arm. "Is your arm alright Robert?" he asks worriedly. Looking at Stella. Wondering why he called her Star. Looking back at her father. No he didn't know the modern significance of that motion. He just knew that he most definently desired to do it. He was a man who went after what he wanted. He wanted her even if he hadn't yet realized the full extent of this. He didn't wish to put her down. If she dictated he needed to do...he would do so...very reluctantly. He leans against a wall. Eyeing Robert.