Aspel Cassul: When in doubt, Aspel! (weaponry) wrote in emillion,
Ari/Aspel - 2:30 AM
A hand had raised to comb through her hair, the tick was most likely familiar, yet what it meant precisely may still be a mystery if others did not pay close enough attention to when it raised. "Mm." Would be the simple response, this would be allowed to go, really, it was a bit awkward and she'd... Much rather let it go at this point. The day had been... Rather odd as a whole. The small path they had traveled down faded away before long and eyes caught sight of street they were soon to be turned down.
"Is that so?" A curious brow was raised in the other woman's direction, and a bit of concern trickled through her features. Perhaps a bit of worry was apparent for if Ari was really getting enough rest, or not, before having to engage in such activities as she claimed were to come. "Perhaps it would be best to have a few sleep tonics on hand for nights as such?" Certainly, Aspel could manage to spare a few. It wasn't like she didn't order from Cormac regularly as it was already. What would adding a few more on to her regular order really matter at this point? "Mm." A glance would be given over Ari, an attempt to judge just how well off the bard may really be. She had danced just fine but... "I know cure." Was the first words that tumbled out of her mouth. Ari was making her think through her words less and less it would seem, how many times had she allowed words to thoughtlessly tumble forth in the past few weeks around the other? Perhaps this was something she should spend a bit more time schooling.
"As you wish." A brief bow of Aspel's head was given, a hand moving to adjust, allowing Ari to step slightly ahead of her as it seemed it may be difficult for both of them to ascend the steps side by side. The walk to the top was relatively easy, even with the number of drinks she had partaken in that evening. Upon making it to Ari's door, Apsel would take one of the bards hands gently, raising it while leaning down part way, so that she could press a tender kiss to the back of the bards fingers.
"I pray this eve shall be a memory maintained throughout your years." Words were spoken with lips barely removed from Ari's hand. Eyes would raise to look up at the bard before Aspel slowly began to rise, allowing their held hands to fall down between their bodies. "I suspect this is where I wish you a good eve, no?" The slight smile pulling at her lips however might indicate something a bit more interested than her words, if intentional or not.