Aspel Cassul: When in doubt, Aspel! (weaponry) wrote in emillion,
"That seems a wise decision." The smile that emerged from the response was one she couldn't help but show. Wiser words, she couldn't have thought of hearing recently. It was strange the odd, small places in which wisdom would come. Sometimes it seemed almost strange how things works, there was some grit rolling around in the back of her head though, which she'd quickly try to dismiss.
"I had planned as much." Was Aspel's first response to Ari's directions of downing a couple of potions, now, the type of potion specifically, they may have very different minds about. Regardless, potions would most certainly be downed, yes. Offering wordless direction was simple, the apartment was easy to navigate as it's rooms were rather direct, almost dumping on directly into the other. Though, as Ari did tend to do, she continued to speak and the smith simply smiled. "I am uncertain of your accusations." Really, she couldn't remember the last time she'd really spent flirting with anyone of any significance outside of Ari. It felt like it had been some time at least... Maybe she'd just taken one too many hits upside the head from the Riskbreaker today.
"As you desire." The humoring of the other woman was easy. "As long as you promise to lock the doors on your way out. Should be nothing more than the push of a button." She did trust Ari at least that much. It had never really been about the forge, or even the back room as it had been about her apartment proper. Pulling the door open, she waited for Ari to move forward, and a consideration arose.
"Ari." A hand reached out, gently attempting to grip at the other woman's shoulder, and, if successful, the slightest indication that Aspel desired her to turn around would be given by a brief flexing of the smith's wrist before letting the go hold.