Larkin gave Aren a baleful look and tossed his head in disagreement while Lydia smiled softly. She shook her head at his question. "No, no sign of it." She watched as her mentor turned his gaze to the sky, a thoughtful expression on his face. She retreated back to Larkin, leaving the man to his own thoughts. She patted Larkin's neck and took a sip of water before replacing her water-skin back on the saddle. She shaded her eyes and looked up at the position of the sun, figuring they had a few more hours before sunset.