"Oh, I see." Ilias responded.

"Well... maybe you'll see them again." he said.

He had no idea how right he was, or how ominous that seemingly innocent comment was to her right now.

Because she swore she felt the eyes again.

But couldn't see them.

"Let's finish up and head back." Ilias told her, taking another bite of his wrap.

"We shouldn't be away from the Unit for TOO long."

"...I think I've found a new haunting place." Ilias responded.

"Seriously, this atmosphere is great, and what I've had for food and drink so far is AMAZING." he told her.

"I need to bring Kiah here." he then said.

"She HAS to experience this place. At LEAST once." he reasoned, taking a drink of his beverage, and shaking his head quickly.

"MAN, that has zing!" he declared.

"I LOVE it!"

Ilias finished the dregs of his drink, and nodded.

"Yep." he said.

"I'm good." he told her.

"We walking or cabbing it?" he asked.

"You have a preference? I'm good with either."

The two of them left, and started walking down the sidewalk, towards the Unit. As they walked, she kept feeling his gaze. And whenever she looked around, she saw him, but only for a fraction of a second.

And he kept showing up in different places, in different viewpoints.

"..." Ilias noticed how she kept looking around, and then started scanning their surroundings, himself.

Which was when he stopped coming into view for her.

"Is something up?" Ilias asked.

"...I see." Ilias responded.

He looked around again, but saw nothing suspicious. And neither did Arryn.

"That's... unfortunate." he commented.

"I hope it's nothing." he told her further.

"I can't see anyone, though." he then said, before shrugging.

"Well, let's hurry on back, then. If anything, for your peace of mind and safety."

She had barely been walking for 5 minutes, when she sensed something.

She was being watched. And very intently.

She looked around, and saw nothing at first... until her eyes became fixated on something in the darkness between the illumination of the streetlights.

Eyes. Piercing green eyes.

And they were looking RIGHT at her.

Once she had noticed them, and had locked her own eyes on them, the owner of them started to step forward, getting slowly closer towards her.

The figure then stepped into the light, and revealed himself to be tall, with slightly pale skin, and long grey hair.

He looked at her, and smiled.

"Hello, there." he greeted her.

"It's pretty dangerous out here for a young lady such as yourself." he said.

"While I'm sure you're more than capable of defending yourself, I feel obligated to offer my assistance in escorting you home." he continued, as he slowly approached her even more.

"Would you be all right with that?" he asked.

He paused for a moment, before following her. It seemed like something was different... but was it? Surely she wasn't immune to him, was she? If she was, was this just him being lucky? Was there more to this than there seemed? Was SHE trying something?

He then just shrugged, and decided to go with it.

'Whatever.' he thought.

'I can deal with whatever she might try, if anything.' he reasoned.

He just raised an eyebrow, smirked, and nodded.

"How can I refuse?" he asked.

"I would LOVE to." he told her, as the two of them entered her home, and she shut the door behind them.

'...I've never seen it so... camouflaged.' he thought.

'It blends in so... easily.' he thought further.

"Lovely place you have." he then said. "But it only makes sense. A lovely place for a lovely lady."

He looked at the collection, and whistled slightly.

"Quite the collection you have." he said.

"Some of those are rather exotic, too." he commented further.

"And Rose. A perfect name for one such as yourself." he then complimented her, before pausing a moment, and shrugging.

"My name is Virgil." he then introduce himself in response.