Jason stood still, looking at the light purple skinned girl standing directly in front of him. Arya, was dressed on a simple dress that stopped just above her knees, as her people often did. She had to admit that while wearing this or her tighter dresses, she kind of enjoyed the way Jason would stare at her while he thought he was being sneaky. It was cute. Although now the boy was so much different, he didn't shave recently, his gaze was past her instead of at her, and that monster contained within his soul betrayed it's presence through his eyes. Which is why she was now leading the boy to go shave, to fix that issue and try to make him get a grip again. She couldn't stand to see her best friend like this...