Brushing her fingers softly over the man's fin, Rose marveled at the texture.  It was warm, soft in texture, but strangely firm beneath it all, and a little springy as well.  Almost like...  Well, no, better not to think of impure thoughts right at the moment.  They were still caught up in an important job, after all, even if he was currently stroking her hair.  His words struck a chord with her as well, though.  Each mystery solved could only leave yet more mysteries behind, every sight seen only hinting at greater sights yet unseen.  Just when you thought you'd seen everything, suddenly something entirely new would come along, proving your assumptions wrong yet again.  Even self-discovery was a never-ending journey, it seemed...  Then again, perhaps that was why she was a wanderer?<br/><br/>Well, leaving aside philosophical questions, she had another question to answer.<br/><br/>"When it all began, I didn't have any plans, no."  She answered, shaking her head lightly so as not to dislodge his fingers.  "Admittedly, from what Aria and I have found, we'll probably be headed to Arvandor, next...  But not for a little while, given all the loose ends that still need tying up here."<br/><br/>Looking up from his leg to his face, she asked her own question with a playful smile on her face.<br/><br/>"Any particular reason for asking?"