Despite the embarrassment that came with the embrace, Aero still appreciated it. It meant that she was okay, and not troubled to much by whatever went on earlier. He admired her in her sundress, it really suited her. Pulling his gaze away from her, he admired the surrounding area, the view off of the mountain spectacular.
Far in the distance he could see Magnolia town, the guild towering above every thing else. Further on, he could see the ocean, and Hargeon, where Charlotte would be arriving.... Taking his thoughts away from that, he nodded to Mary, and bent down to pick flowers. Whereas most wizards of his caliber would be degraded to do such a menial task, Aero found it relaxing, even soothing, and soon drifted off into daydreams.
"Aww, look at you, picking flowers! I remember when we were kids, and you used to make them out of ice, and give them to the ladies in town.."
He looked up, to see Elena standing there, grinning, already holding 5 baskets full. She worked hard, and fast, he'd give her that. He smiled as she said that, his thoughts drifting to back when they were kids....
"Here Miss Ariel, I made you this! It's a flower made of ice!"
Aero is young, only about 12 years of age. It had been about 4 years since the day he found Elena, and he had almost perfected his ice magic technique. Lately he'd been using his magic to create different things, and found he could create anything he pictured in his mind's eye. After seeing one rare flower in the village, he had been so captivated by it that he started to practice creating it, until he had almost made a perfect replica.
He presented it to Ariel, the villages nurse. She smiled as he handed it to her, and looked it over. Taking it, she placed it outside, on the windowsill, where it wouldn't melt.
"Thank you Aero, this means so much to me.. Maybe someday you can learn to create entire fields of flowers, that will last forever..."
Aero smiled fondly, his eyes tearing up a bit. He quickly wiped them away, making sure the others hadn't seen. He'd never live it down if they caught him crying. Besides, he'd see her again someday. He took back to the task at hand with a new vigor, picking flowers by the bunches, quickly filling up his baskets.