Arcaeus watched Janelle as she flitted around happily. "Yes Janie I have a crush on you." he said rolling his eyes.<span style="font-style: italic">Why did I just call her Janie?</span>he thought, puzzled. He mumbled a quiet, "Sorry about that" then changed the subject. "He's not really going to tell me anything. I just need to confirm a thought." he said, frustration colored his voice," though I'm not even sure if he's still there. I haven't been to Moesbe in about 10 years. Been in the forest the rest of the time. By myself. Just biding my time."<br/><br/>Arcaeus quickly shut his mouth. He had said too much. It was quiet. No noise except the patter of rain and the slightly wet swish of leaves on the ground. He looked up shyly from under his hood to see what Janelle was doing. His hair was in his face, mostly covering his eyes.