Hazel followed Harley. As they came into the clearing she took in the scene. It was certainly an impressive bench, and not exactly ordinary. She could feel the magical power it held. She momentarily wondered who would take the time to place a magical bench in the middle of nowhere then shook her head, dispelling the thought. She took a seat next to Harley. "I'll only yank it if you make me angry. Consider it motivation to not piss me off." She looked at his new weapons, "Neat swords though... it looks like you've been pretty busy since I've last seen you." She decided now would be a good time to 'work' on Harley. It might've been hard for her to get Marianne's affection, but Harley was easy enough. She scooted a little closer to him, starting to lean against the boy. She'd managed to get used to him over the past month, unlike Mari, and managed to overcome her bashfulness. "So tell me, if you're not in the mood to deal with anyone, why exactly did you come and retrieve me?" She said playfully.