Her hand was warm in his and she looked down at it in surprise, a small flush on her cheeks as she followed.
When they made it out, he let go of her hand, turning back to her. "Alright. Usually I follow a certain path."
He folded his hands behind her back, watching the warm canopy of leaves above them, sunlight filtering down.
She caught up with him and walked next to him, tipping her head back to look up as well. "What are you thinking about?"
"Humans," she said thoughtfully. "You guys get branded as not being very aware, but Pixies don't know much about you guys either. You're interesting to me."
