â€œI would like to think that you are not,â€ Aria replied and gave him a small smile as an attempt to tell him, without actually saying as much, that she trusted him. Saying things like â€œI trust youâ€ or â€œI enjoy your companyâ€ make them real.<br/><br/>As Phoenix swept her into his arms, Aria let out a small sound of surprise that came from the back of her throat. The moment they were in the air, her eyes widened and she relaxed. It almost felt like flying, which was very different from magical platforms and falling. It was brief, and Aria missed it the moment they landed. She chuckled at Phoenixâ€™s wink and grinned. â€œBe careful what you offer. I might drool on you in my sleep.â€ Word play always amused Aria. She could only say her own joking threat because she said might. It was only saying that Aria had the ability to drool, not that she actually did.<br/><br/>Once settled, Aria remained still and staring up past the tree branches into the night sky for a while. She found it difficult to sleep. Typically she did not need much rest, but when things were on her mind she had even more trouble. To top it all off, this was her first time sleeping on a tree branch. Periodically she would glance at her hand. She waited until she felt that Phoenix might be asleep before she glanced over at him.<br/><br/>â€˜He did offer, even if it was jokingly.â€™ She thought and slowly reached out to touch the very end of his hair, as if to remind herself that it was really what his hair felt like. After a time of staring at him and thinking she did curl up next to him. Not exactly cuddling, but touching and able to feel his warmth.