"But I- I- I- wouldn't want to impose on you." She spluttered eventually.
Aven pointed a finger at her and waved it up and down her length as he said, "This, this is the imposition." Sky looked down at herself flabbergasted.
"Uh- is that the only way you'll take me?" She asked pushing her glasses up her nose. They'd slipped down because of the fine sheen of sweat that had broken out over her skin. Aven nodded and crossed his arms again. Sky sighed. "I'll go ask West and Dain." Aven's face darkened and his hands tensed. "It's not because I don't want to go with you. I just had hoped to go during the week and you're so busy and even if you don't mind, it is still an imposition. I feel bad about even-" Aven cut off her rambling.
