She couldn't help but chuckle at Aviel's appreciation and accepted her package holding it like it was fragile, which probably was but Marion would take of it, "You're welcome, Aviel."
Mari frowned as he said he might chickenout, she couldn't help but squeeze his arm gently in reassurance, "I am sure you have nothing to worry about, Aviel, he will be glad to see you." There could be tension between father and son, but if her and Aviel were okay after Marion swore she would never speak to him, surely his father would be just as forgiving, "Well it's a good thing I'm coming along-to stop you from turning around." She gave him a friendly, supportive smile as they started walking, she admited the beautiful houses.