It was clear that the Mayor wasn't happy with the way Zepher had responded. He didn't want anything getting in the way of Aristophillia completing her mission and he feared that the thought of a happy life with a man would be enough to convince Ari not to go through with it all. Nevertheless, the Mayor only frowned and shook his head. He could only trust that Aristophillia would do what needed to be done: or that Parisi would survive and confirm that it had.<br/><br/>When Ari had left Zepher and headed to her room with Madrona, she was all smiles and talk. While Madrona got her bed ready and laid out Ari's bed clothes, Ari spoke of nothing but the dancing she had participated in. Secretly, Ari hoped she would be able to do it again, perhaps later on down the journey, but she knew it was an unlikely possibility. After Madrona said her teary goodnights, Aristophillia found herself staring outside at the moon from her window seat before standing and making her way outside to the balcony, her arms crossed, and with a rather somber look on her smooth face.<br/><br/>The woman heard the breathing before she heard Zepher whisper to her. There was a visible relaxation of her shoulders as she looked inside momentarily. "What are you doing up here?" Her arms hugging herself still. "I really don't think this is allowed." Her brow was raised and her head cocked slightly to the right. He was an odd man and Ari wasn't sure of what to make of him.<br/><br/>"Do you plan on<span style="font-style: italic">sleeping </span>here?" Certainly there wasn't anything against it. Ari had wished she would have changed before Zepher showed up. "I, uh, mean...I really should change before you come in...if you are, I mean." Ari motioned towards her room as she spoke. She really didn't know why she was so nervous so suddenly.