Private Getting Away for a Bit

Aria laughed at the results of the prank and even though she felt slightly guilty it was ok. It wasn't like anything seriously bad had resulted after all.

The question though seemed like it might be bigger than it's casual nature implied. Aria gazed over at Jasmine thoughtfully for a few moments, and then stopped before she could gaze too long and make things weird.

"Real talk, 100% honesty? Because I think you deserve that for sure. I'll admit I really really loved your longer hair. It was really cute on you. But. Ah, you're cute in a different way now too. Besides, it's not like your hair is the only attractive... actually let's leave it there. Sorry."

Aria squashed the urge to offer Jasmine a hug to let her know she definitely didn't hate the way she looked but she figured that would be a mistake on her part. Self control and all that jazz. Friendship and comfort first, flirting on the backburner for now.

So instead she leapt, metaphorically speaking at least, at the diversion offered up by Jasmine. "Sure. Might as well take advantage of hugging the fire to dry off," she cleared her throat and clambered to her feet to retrieve a bag of the sugary treats and deftly sliced it open with a tiny portal.

"You'll have to show me how it's done properly of course. I'm not the expert here," she grinned at Jasmine as she slipped one of the marshmallows out of the bag to toss at her.

Aria, truth be told, barely considered what she'd done to be worthy of commenting on. It was pretty much automatic for her, so for Jasmine to take the moment to marvel at it even briefly made her smile. "Ah, well honestly the way I make portals feels kind of like cutting with a knife so I guess it comes naturally for me. Sorry if that makes it sound weird though. They're plenty safe as long as i'm the one making them."

She did have to wrinkle her nose up a bit at the thought of charred marshmallows. Aria could almost taste the burnt flavor and Jasmine was right- it wasn't her style really. "See, you already know that I wouldn't like it that way so i'm gonna double down and keep calling you the expert," she laughed too as she took hold of her roasting stick and speared her own marshmallow on it. Preferring to let her marshmallow only flirt with the heat of the flames rather than ignite into a hot mess.

"You know that sounds awfully cute. All warm and cozy, hiding from the rain and cold and just enjoying the moment. I like those sneaky times that are just nice. No problems to solve or worries to... worry about."

Aria pulled her own marshmallow out to give it an experimental poke. The edges were just faintly browned and it seemed soft enough beneath that to eat. Taking her cue from Jasmine she also waited a moment or two for cooling before eating hers right off the stick.

Which left her unable to immediately respond to Jasmine drawing even closer. But once the mallow was gone she smiled at her and reached forward to rest her hand on Jasmine's knee softly. "Good thing you didn't need to ask then. Not everyone gets an invite to this most luxurious of hotels, you know. Good thing I put my reservation in for that blanket spot way early," she laughed and tucked some of her deep red hair behind her ear so she could see Jasmine better.

"Assuming you're still interested in laying back and watching the stars with me? No judgment if you really want more marshmallows first."

She honestly wouldn't mind indulging a little with some fancier things once in a while. But... that was most definitely besides the point of the joke. So many things she was avoiding saying- it made her feel a little guilty, as if she were lying to herself and Jasmine.

Fortunately a good laugh at a bad joke was just the thing to distract her. Ok, maybe it was more of a short exhalation of air from her nose rather than a true laugh but beggars can't be choosers. "Well I can't argue with that logic. But might as well bring a couple to munch on anyways of you'd like. Don't worry about me," she replied with a friendly smirk as she slowly rose to her feet.

"I guess we should let the fire die down low or something while we're gone? I'll need a couple minutes to grab a few blankets anyway."

And she stepped away for a moment through one of her portals to her pocket dimension. Leaving it open so she could still hear if Jasmjne needed her. Also giving her a sneak peek inside the somewhat dim dimensional bubble with all kinds of things stashed inside. Not everything was readily visible of course but there was clearly some furniture and most of Aria's wardrobe arrayed within reasonable view of the opening.