Had she *ever* been that young? Arisa couldn't help but raise a slim eyebrow, as he brandished his knife...The lovely blonde had to admit, he *did* have a good arm on him - And a good build, too. Though she was fairly certain he'd never used that blade on anything more dangerous than a particularly unruly hog. (And probably after it was dead, too.)<br/><br/>But...Again, she was reckless at that age, too.<br/><br/>Perhaps it was the nostaglia of the day - Or the thrill of slipping into her old costume once more, mingled with the pride at the realization that it still fit her...And<em>well</em>~!...that made Arisa so lively - Because rather than chide him, she merely smiled-!<br/><br/>"-How very bold of you," she said, her lips curving in a carefully understated smile...Smothering her chuckle, just in time, as she brought her hand to her mouth! That honey-blonde hair caressed her cheeks, as Arisa nodded, just once - "Very well, then...You can come along."<br/><br/>"Remember - Stay close to me." She was, after all, the *professional* at this...And armed with *actual* weapons, too! It was her hope that he wouldn't have to do much of the fighting...Or rather, that there wouldn't be any fighting at all. (Arisa, of course, knew better: There was *always* fighting.)<br/><br/>But it was that same bouncy playfulness that made her lean a little closer, one eye closing in a slow wink...Favoring him with a pout that fit a much *younger* woman-! Now, just to give him the *right* motivation not to wander off...<br/><br/>"After all - If you get too far...Who's going to protect<em>me</em>~?"<br/><br/>...All right, she might be overdoing it a little - But she just couldn't help herself!