She almost had expected the kiss, remained almost statuesque in her stillness waiting for it; but it never came and she looked almost wide-eyed up at her mother. Silent for a moment, she followed her lead to stand and walked with her down the hall. It was strange, to be in this contact, Demeter nearly nude and they yet remained segregated.
She had nearly never started their interactions in the Old days, if she did it was usually because she was desperate to get their job done with, and now, while she almost wanted it...Arion's new experiences made her long fro her own release, she did not know how to begin, particularly as Demeter did not seem too interested.