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A smile lighting up his face, his glass-greens warm, enchanting and a beautiful soft pastel shade that he reserved only for her, Aeriah nodded, bowed, and offered her his arm, murmuring “my dear lady Jena?” Escorting her back to the camp, a dreamy look had entered his eyes as he thought of long distant things, but of what, none could be sure.
As he led her back to the camp, the elf remained silent, but it was not an unpleasant one, and his manners, as always, were considerate and exquisite. Gently, he bade the girl sit down within the tent, suggesting she curl up in the furs for warmth and visited the brook for water. Returning, he heated it, and made hot drinks for the entire group, and warmed rocks in the flames, wrapped them up and placed them within his tent, upon the fur blankets, for Jena's warmth. It was something he would have done regardless, but his actions were the proof of his kindness, if any were needed at all.
Once he had finished, Aeriah remained outside, just staring off distantly at the veiled mountain peak, leaving Kyr with Jena.
Kyr said little, preferring to snuggle up with the girl, or, just in the furs, depending on the girl's preference. Aeriah seemed to be waiting for the others to return and rest, suddenly not quite so impatient to continue their quest...
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OOC: Since it has been requested I wait a while for various people to interact, I'll let you guys do that. Just yell when you want me to advance it.
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