Delita stood watching Refia. He had known few ladies as self sufficient as this one. He quickly joined in the chores lest his manhood be upstaged by this woman. Rather than the expected irritation, a certain awe was found in him that she would not allow the bounds of her birth to define herself.

He allowed a tight smile to pass his lips as she spoke with teasing. "I would not think many would mind."

He expediently bushed down Ardi, knowing that the chocobo desire free reign of the forest. Burying himself in the feathers, he off handedly commented. "'Tis more pleasurable sharing this time with you."