Ayrie smiled back, feeling the warmth of his. She could tell it amused him for her to make demands, and she knew that if he didn't want to give in he didn't have to. The fact that he finally gave her his name gave her some hope at breaking down his walls.

"The pleasure is mine, Lord Asran." she said with a curtsy, giggling softly at the gesture. [i]'Why do I want to break down his walls though? I should be running back to the monastery with my tail between my legs!'[/i]

"I should probably make my way home for a change of clothes. I don't want to be walking around in the early morning wearing the same clothing I wore at the festival, having left running after you." she said, suddenly remembering that the priests would be arriving soon. She didn't need gossip getting to them, and certainly didn't need them seeing her dressed like this leaving Asran's temple. She purposely didn't mention them, not wanting to break the mood in the room.