Arya looked at him and nodded, blushing a little by his words and actions. She then took his hand back in hers and squeezed it back. "Thanks." She smiled at him. "But I'm not scared. Its just this place it gives me the creeps."

Lyari sighed as he saw them holding hands. He looked away irritated.
Arya wasn't the only one who got the creeps from this place. It was to quiet, even the wind had stopped blowing. 
The elf looked behind him as he heard an unsteady rhythm of footsteps. The young girl that was tagging along bounced about from the left to the right side of the path. Lyari stopped and waited untill she passed by him, then walked next to her and ruffeld her hair. "Don't be so restless. Are you okay? Do I need to carry you?" He smiled at her and wondered why she was here with them. This was going to be a dangerous quest. To dangerous for someone so small.