Arya looked at Jason and took his jacket, smiling at him. "Thanks, but won't you be cold now?" She looked rather concerned. Then she heard Ansen huckle behind them. She looked at him to listen to what he had to say. Her eyes widen. "W-what? No!" The girl avoided his gaze as her face was slowly turning red. "We're not like that." She looked down. Then it hit her. "You three?"

Lyari was just about to let the string of his bow go when the beastman glaced at him. The elf sighed and stepped towards the others putting his bow on his shoulder.

"Lyari. What are you doing here?" The princess exclaimed looking towards him.

Lyari didn't answer question, instead he looked at the jacket she was wearing and then towards the demon shooting him an angry glare. "Lets just go." He turned around and walked away.