Darius had been relaxed, but something gave him the feeling that a pair of eyes were upon him. He frowned slightly, before opening his eyes He sat up more, turning his gaze around him a bit to scan for the source of the feeling. There did not seem to be anyone there and for a moment he thought he was going insane. However, he caught the tail end of someone moving off down the hill, causing him to stand. So there had been someone there after all. “Wait” he called out, running a hand through his hair. He wondered why they had disturbed him. The glimpse he had caught made his heart slightly skip a beat, had it been her?

She had been watching him? He lightly jogged over, easily closing the distance between him and the receding figure. As he got closer, the identity was confirmed. It was her. He reached out, catching her wrist. Turning her to face him, he misjudged the distance a bit. The two nearly pressed against one another as a result. He chuckled lightly, taking a step back as to not make her uncomfortable any more than she might be now. His hand slipping from her wrist, their fingers brushing before he let go completely. “Sorry…did not mean to be so forward…” he apologized to her. Once more, he could not get the thought of her having stood there watching him out of his head.

Was she merely watching him? He pushed the thought from his head, there had to be some other reason. He doubted that she came over to his site simply to visit or to see him. A guy could hope, but the limits of their relationship so far still played a problem. They barely knew one another, there was no reason to be so drawn to one another…and yet… He found himself slipping into thought, pulling himself out of it. “Is there something I can help you with?” he asks her.