The moment Destin's eyes fell on Aya she felt a terrible shock. Now that the stranger had noticed her there was no telling what me might do. Her mind scrambles to remember if she'd brought her knife with her this time. [i]Wait, her knife?[/i] Aya's gaze fell from Destin to the leaves at her feet. The thought of her knife had reminded her of the task at hand. Those leaves did look an awful lot like the ones she'd been looking for. Had this boy been collecting them too? She looks at him quizzically, noting that he didn't appear very menacing.