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Noelle had kept her cool as the woman had began her scolding chatter, though she began to shrink to keep her act up. She was just about to make up an excuse when Sethos came over. She didn't see him, of course, though she was staring right into a mirror. A carnal little sensation had rippled up her spine when he'd moved close enough, willing her to move away or snarl. She did nothing, thankfully, her hands clenching at her side as the restraint. As her shoulder was touched, it seemed to shudder with uncertainty, but only that one little place. She grew up in a home where touching was a reward(like a pat on the head) or an invitation to fight. It didn't stay for long, and she was glad, because she could merely shift and be back behind her wall of confidence.

Her mismatched eyes homed in on Sethos' face as she craned her head back to look at him with those watery eyes. They were drying, narrowing. 'The truth?' Questioned the brow that was raised. Her lips thinned themselves out. 'How boring.' It was too late now. When she put her head down again, she stared steadily at the woman in the mirror and nodded. Sethos could do the talking. He was good at that much when he had to be. For now, she played the little girl that was to be seen and not heard, though she was soaking up all this information like a little sponge. So maybe more like a girl that listened in on a three-way call between her friend and some unsuspecting kid they'd both giggle at just as soon as the kid leaked something personal.

Her eyes shimmered quietly, because she now technically held the power to embarrass the desert fae that claimed her as his responsibility. Just thinking about the possibilities had her leaning gently against the elder, clenching the bottom of his night shirt with feigned sweetness.

Aurion nodded to the older Fae Donovan then returned his attention to the female that they had been speaking to.

The temptation to brush Noelle away was almost overwhelming. Sethos was rarely touched by others, and having the girl right at his side, holding his shirt, was too much. He bit back the need, his posture becoming even more exact, more tense, as he forced himself to simply hold still.

The woman's words helped, it was gratifying to see her angry. What was the saying? The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Perhaps that was taking a step to far, but having her upset at Eros, well, it was comforting. And they had her interest as well. Good. They'd gained help. The trick at this point was not to screw it up.

He could manage to play nice. But could Noelle? He glanced over at her quickly. Well, she certainly played the actress well. If she just kept up the 'wistful lost child' game, they'd be fine on her front, too.

But enough. He could worry about everything that could go wrong later, for now, he just needed to see what could go right. Starting with giving the woman in the mirror their names.

"I am Sethos, M'lady." He bowed carefully, as he'd learned from Kniene, a deep enough bow to show great respect, but not quite so deep as to be demeaning. "And this is the Lady Noelle."

The girl's eyes widened softly at the mention of her name, as if she'd been trying to stay hidden for all this time. She dropped into a little curtsey, though it was quite clumsy, as if the movements were hindered by some sort of nervousness. Now, what little girl didn't enjoy playing Pretend? Boys had their dragons and robots while little girls had their little tea-parties and unicorns. Just because Noelle took this game to a whole new level... It was still normal, right?

Noelle ducked her head shyly behind Sethos' arm, peeking that one little red eye. "Why, m'lady?" She asked if a hushed tone, but cleverly loud enough so that the other may have heard. The girl was having way too much fun with this. "Did Eros do something...she wasn't supposed to?" And then her shoulders suddenly heaved, as if she was getting the full effects of the word 'kidnapped'.

"Sethos, I want to go home. Do you think the lady will help get us home?" She whimpered at him, like one of those little kids asking an elder a question that was far too loud not to be overheard. She really didn't care how soon they went home. She really just wanted to see if Sethos could control himself and not break character in front of the adult. By the way he'd straightened earlier, she could tell he was restraining himself from trying to move away from her.

Arora was shaking badly as she stood up. How did that happen? She wanted to burst out in tears. Seeing Aurion eased her a little but not much. She grabed onto his arm tightly. "Wha...Whats going on. Who are these people." She was quiet but her voice was shaken. She looked around seeing so many people. They kind of looked like her. Noticing they were looking at her made her want to disapear. She squeezed her sunflower and Aurion's arm. Then noticing what she was doing she quickly droped Aurion's arm. "I...I...I'm sorry." Now she really wanted to disapear.

Aurion gave Arora a comforting hug. " Hush now, its okay, the lady here was taking to meet someone that might be able to explain whats going on here. Don't worry, I'm right here." he said with a warm smile and patted her head gently then took her hand. " Alright. I am curious myself why we all were brought here and I wonder myself if the rest of our kind are around here somewhere as well." He said to Donovan as his sapphire eyes seemed deep in thought.

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