With a small nod to Amelia and a smile he said "Of course not," he reached down and lifted Amelia, one arm in the crook of her knees and one supporting her back. Elliott walked into the forest, with the small girl in her arms for no more than two minutes before he said "Here we are." He walked around one final tree to reveal a small clearing. A bit of water bubbled over a path of rocks, slowly carrying fallen leaves away from their parent trees. Elliott set Amelia down on a soft patch of grass at the base of a tree and sat against another one himself just a couple paces away. "So is this private enough?" Elliott asked, closing his eyes and enjoying the light babble of the water.