Calliope didn't bother to reply to him, nor did she look at him until she was sure he was fully asleep. She then turned around, examining him as he slept. The sun's dying light flickered across his face, half of his face deep in shadow. On some people, Calliope was sure it would look rather creepy, but she found that not to be the case with Alexander. She bit her lip, leaning in closer to get a good look at him. She could hear him breathing as she leaned closer, soft, even breaths that certainly made it sound like he was asleep. His hair was messy, she noticed, falling across his forehead every-which-way. She let out a soft breath. She had never been close to a man before, not like this. And anytime she was close to Alexander, her was hauling her off away from the garden, or some similar thing. Calliope leaned in a bit closer, a lock of her hair tumbling down to touch his cheek. She quickly tucked her hair up away from his face.

Shaking her head, Calliope made herself pull away before she woke him up. Her back to him once more, she looked up at the sky to watch the sunset. Honestly, she wasn't even sure [i]why[/i] she had such a...fascination...with her guard of late. It wasn't as if he treated her any differently. Well, except for tonight. That was different. But she had no reason of knowing why. Perhaps he just didn't have the energy to fight with her. It did seem like that was the majority of their conversations. She let out a sigh. She was sure she always made just the worst impression on him... The thought flickered into her head, and she sighed again. Calliope didn't know when she had began to worry about what impression she made on him. He was her guard, after all. What did it matter what her thought of her?

It did matter, though. Calliope wasn't sure that she liked the fact that it mattered.

The sun sank lower in the sky as it set.