<strong>Arianna with Daire-still in the training yard</strong><br/><br/>Cloaked and cowled, Daire would see nothing of Arianna's body or face as she stopped before his massive form. Perhaps he would catch a glimpse of luminescent hues as she gazed up at him, maybe he would capture just the tease of a plump lip as it pursed slightly, speaking to her about things that did not matter. Even the other slaves, even the brother D'enes didn't matter.<br/><br/>He was a big one...perhaps he could be made into some use to her, while she trained him of course.<br/><br/>Her voice was cool, soft, enticing as it drifted from the shadows of the cowl enveloping her head, a small hand easing forth to settle slender digits upon the chains that held his wrist manacles together, a lone polished nail looking rather long and lethal tracing a single link slowly.<br/><br/>“ I am your.... trainer. You will come willingly, or not. Make the choice now..”