((I had been really busy too - your post became lost with my others and I apologize for that))
The rough fabric messes with Aarias at first, the more he flattens one end, the more crumpled up the other end seemed to become. Scowling to himself, he finally tackles the woven fabric and flattens both sides at once. Thankfully his long arms help as he stretches them across the area. A satisfied nod comes to his face before feeling her warmth beside him. Glancing to her quickly, he starts to chuckle when his name is pronounced as such. Straightening his belt on his waist, the warrior turns to take the bottle of water she had given him. His fingers stop half way though, his head shaking from left to right.
"I already have a canteen but I thank you for thinking of my safety." He does, however, take the food from her, knowing he could easily run out. Taking a deep breath, his icy eyes observe the dancing of the tent flap. It's a signal that he must be off. "No, I think I have everything that I require to keep my bones from being sliced with the chilled air." Patting his furs, he smiles before bowing before her. "Perhaps our paths will cross again soon in this life or the next. I do promise you that I will do all I can to find your brother." Walking from the tent, he smells the fresh layer of snow upon the Sea of Grass. The sunlight comes in thick bands to his eyes, causing him to squint and throw his hand up to shield them. Mounting his steed is easy and is completed with a simple hop onto the Yvvas. Clicking his tongue, Aarias moves off, giving a steady wave to her before picking up speed for he knows he doesn't have a lot of time.