Arriane smiled at him. It was no secret that she adored Balthazar just as much as he cared for her. What they shared, whatever it was, made hard times a little more bearable.
“You look a little restless.” She observed. It was understandable, of course. They’d been sick and bedridden for days. Now that there was no reason to stay cooped up it seemed only logical to get out and do something. Arriane was also worried that since he’d spent all of that time by her side that he would want to be on his own. This would have been acceptable, though she would have preferred having his company to going out alone.