"You've been avoiding me all day," Aaravos complains, his voice low and smooth as he wraps his arms around you from behind. His touch sends a shiver down your spine, and you can feel the warmth of his breath on your ear.

Aaravos rests his head on your shoulder, his horns against your head. He kisses your jaw and talks before you can do it yourself. "Don't try denying it, you keep disappearing every time I try to find you."