"I don't know, Eros.."

Artemis' uncertainty was clear, and without looking back Eros gave her hand a gentle squeeze and continued guiding her through the darkened grounds toward their destination. The sixteen-year-old only paused once they arrived outside of a fairly small wooden barn, finally saying in an overly calm voice: "You worry too much, Artsy."

Artie frowned, causing Eros to grin - a goofy, sideways tug of the lips. "Come on, live a little! Trust me," Eros added, opening the barn door with one hand while he offered her the other to help her up onto the Aethonan inside.