Jolta smiled at her appology. There was no sign of the anger he'd previously held. The boy was normally the calmer of the two and actually had the best manners.<br/>At her mention of food his stomach decided to voice it's opinion on the matter, causing his arm to lift and press against his clothing.<br/><br/>At the same time a splashing was heard from behind the female, then Athren was suddenly there, soaking wet. His hair was plasters around his face, his left arm wrapped around the tiny female as grinned over at Jolta.<br/><br/>"Let's go with herrr, I'm starvinggg."<br/><br/>"You're always hungry..." Jolta mumbled just to argue.<br/><br/>"Yup!"<br/><br/>Jolt rolled his eyes but left the conversation.<br/>"Fine...lead the way young lady..."<br/><br/>Athren released her, though the top of her cloak was now soaking wet, but hey, he didn't kill her so it was totally a good day so far for her.