Sana looked over towards Hugh and perked a brow. "Wow, you really haven't run into many of my kind have you?" she said, slightly shocked. Her kind tended to be known, especially among travelers, crossing paths going from city to city. "I'm the reserved one in the family, the most soft spoken," Sana said in the most serious and heartfelt voice.

         Tensing up slightly as Hugh brushed the side of her face, she went silent for a moment. Looking away nervously her hand reached up and rubbed her neck slightly. "No, it's okay," she said in a slightly shaken voice before she looked back over to him. This time she felt her face flush. "I'm going to go scout ahead," she said a bit louder than she had intended before she took off ahead of them, her bow back in one hand and an arrow in the other, knocking it into place.


           Sana didn't move far ahead of the group, keeping them within one hundred yards. She needed to cool down before she slapped Artos, she was surprised she hadn't already. She wasn't sticking around for his counter to what she had said earlier and made sure she was way from him before he could retort. The fact Hugh had managed to make her blush was an entirely different story but it made her flight of feet a bit easier. Dealing with butterflies wasn't something she was used to.