Ariadne stayed where she was, taking in the feel of Arthur next to her. This girl could have the light, witty banter. She had Arthur. It was odd, this new found jealousy. It wasn't extreme, but it made her stomach lurch.

She stayed quiet and looked up at him to her then back at him. Ariadne replied in a small voice. "I'm fine. I just feel like I don't want to do anything."

It was the bloosloss. It wasn't substantial, but for a person whose weight just crossed one hundred pounds, Ariadne was a lot weaker. She didn't want to interrupt their little reunion though. Besides staying in Arthur's arms was soothing.