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Abaddon's fingers closed around Rivkah's as he smiled shyly towards her. He then started to lead her towards the direction she'd pointed in. "So... What are you searching for?" Abaddon asked Rivkah as his curiosity got the better of him, and though the crowed had thinned a bit; he still moved in close to talk to her, as he felt a spark of excitement when he did. He kept his eyes on the crowd though, weary that it might suddenly explode back into the chaos it previously was.

However it was certainly easier to navigate through, which Abaddon almost regretted. It'd mean that he might have less time ''alone'' with Rivkah, something that he was starting to cherish even though he barely knew her.

Feelings of nervous joy started to flutter in Abaddon's chest as Rivkah pressed close against his arm. Yet he sensed that something was off, and worry started to gnaw at the back of his mind. Almost like a nervous twitch, Abaddon's eyes kept jumping between the crowd, and Rivkah's face. He was hoping he might catch some minor expression on Rivkah's face, that might ease his mind and stave off the worry.

Abaddon thought of what Rivkah might mean by powers, and then began the odd person who would come seeking The Old Man for a certain unique kind of advice. It clicked almost immediately what kind of powers she might be talking about and said, "I once knew an old man who was like you, he always seemed to know impossible things. Is that what you're talking about?" Now his attention had almost fully shifted towards Rivkah, and he was only vaguely aware of what was happening around them.

Abaddon squeezed Rivkah's hand as his feelings of worry grew. Almost completely on impulse, he stopped walking, turned to Rivkah and wrapped his free around her while pulling her in for an awkward hug. He held her tight for only a moment and then just as quickly let go, blushing furiously. In a small voice, Abaddon said, "If you want, I could make it so you're not alone anymore." Nervously he turned away a little, but didn't let go of her hand.

At first, Abaddon could only hold his breath, as he waited for her reply. A knot of worry formed in his chest as she started to speak, which only grew worse as she lost the words she was looking for. After what felt like eons, she finally spoke again and that knot of worry quickly unraveled with her words. When Rivkah rested her head on his arm, a peace fell over Abaddon and yet at the same time a new lightness took hold of him. He couldn't explain why, but his general fidgeting had stopped complete, and his weariness of the crowd faded away. After gently squeezing Rivkah's hand, Abaddon started walking again, though at a rather slow pace, reluctant to ruin the mood.

Abaddon could feel something suddenly change with Rivkah's mood, and he silently wondered what could bring her to a panicked state. Almost as quickly as she had started, Rivkah seamed to start composing herself. He waited as patiently as he could when she started to speak, and then mentally relaxed again as her words brought a grin to his face.

"I'm enjoying myself as well." He said light-heartedly, trying to raise her spirits. Looking ahead, Abaddon noticed they were headed in the direction of what might some kind of military building and asked, "We're coming up to some pretty big structures, that's the area with the strong energy correct?" He wondered who or what the source of that energy was, and feared it might be the same as that creature that attacked them earlier that day.

Abaddon almost didn't stop at first, but the sudden lack of pressure on his arm felt odd, followed by a gentle tug made him stop and turn around almost instantly to face Rivkah. At first he was baffled, why would she stop? the thought echoed through Abaddon's mind. As she started to speak, Abaddon could feel his face redden, and at first he was at a lose for words. Finally finding his voice again, Abaddon said nervously "Okay. Is there any kind of place you want to go too?" He couldn't help but focus on Rivkah, and began to stare at her without realizing it as he waited for a response.

Abaddon thought carefully on Rivkah's words, she couldn't possibly mean the something that first flashed across his mind, and his cheeks flashed red at the thought. Getting his train of thought back on the right path, Abaddon realized Rivkah meant somewhere more peaceful, a village most be the complete opposite of what she was used too. "I think I know of a place... But I should ask first, are you afraid of heights?" He said as he thought of the tree he'd been using as a temporary home. It was out of the way of the village somewhat, but it definitely qualified as peaceful.

He grinned with excitement, and then almost to loudly with a laugh, he said "Well if you say so." Knowing full well that they were going to going a hell of a ways up. As He heard the sorrow in her voice, Abaddon pulled Rivkah closer and hugged her tightly and half-whispered. "Sure." After a while he let go and began to gently pull Rivkah back through the Marketplace towards the main portion of the village. Along the way he added, "I hope you don't mind, but I'm probably gonna have to carry you up part of, or more likely most of the way up to the spot I'm thinking off."