Ariel's gaze sharpened when she saw Amy rub at her arm. She was about to say something but Phillip beat her to it. "Hey Amy, did something bite you? You're scratching your arm over there...." Ariel diverted the conversation by taking the cookbook in Amy's hands and placing it in front of Philip.

"Oh, nothing to worry about! More importantly you need to focus on our meal for the day." Leaving him be, she carefully grabbed Amy's hand, making sure not to hold on too tight, and led her down the hallway.

"Hey wait, where are you going?"

"Just girl talk Master!" Once they had put enough distance between them and the kitchen, Ariel paused to let go. "Does it hurt often?" Her look was serious, and she already formulated herbal recipes in her mind to treat the pain.