The young man smiled softly to her- though uneasy, he couldn't help but to be a bit worried for his 'charge'.  He'd been assigned to her and the doctors had told him to try and make her happier- the depression that she'd been showing recently had been bothering the doctors, though none had taken the time to try and even ask her how they could help.  He followed the direction she pointed him to, and he saw the table that still had the last tray of food on it and sighed.<br/><br/>Still, when she spoke, he couldn't help but to look back to her and smile softly.  Fresh air was something that he was certain could be provided, but he didn't know if the doctors would be willing to let her outside, certainly not without supervision.  Though her flight feathers had been clipped, he couldn't help but to wonder if she could still fly a little if she got enough altitude beneath those feathery expanses.<br/><br/>Arik considered the possibilities for a moment, and he nodded to her to acknowledge her request.  Then, he glanced towards the camera that was installed nearest to them- there were several cameras, of course, and there had to be one trained on her at any given time.  Most likely, all of them were.  It was enough to make anyone think that perhaps those that were behind the cameras were thinking of certain things while they were watching her.  He smiled slightly and turned to the camera, signing to it his willingness to be her 'escort' into the courtyard.<br/><br/>Several minutes would pass, and he glanced to the door.  Would the doctors allow him to take her out of the room?