Halting mid stride, Aerylinne about faced to give Cyrille an innocent, yet subtly playful smile. Pausing for a moment, she was quick to practice her favourite and most commonly observed mannerism - running her slender digits through those luscious, crimson locks before swishing them aside. "Oh come now, Cyrille, have you no sense of adventure? We'll face any Drow that stand in our way, and let the gods help<i>them</i>if they should be so bold as to do so." Declared the fiery redhead, clearly enjoying her new found liberty. She spoke with a certain wanderlust, a burning desire to explore the outside world that made it clear as day that she'd had no intention of staying the course with her appointed guardian until reaching the academy.<br/><br/>"Situations change as quickly as they should, and I for one enjoy such transitions. It keeps things interesting, you see?" She sighed with relief, breathing in the night air deeply. She stood there for a brief moment, soaking in the cold moonlight, the silver, celestial glow accentuating the pale tone of her bare arms and the area of her chest that her dress strategically exposed. Turning with haste, she began to set off in the previously chosen direction. "Bearing that in mind, I'd be ever so grateful if we could perhaps follow a new bearing."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>