"Oh Lay off Guys! It's just Maribelle! Hey there, Maribelle, don't see you that often this far out in the woods! What's going on?" he asked while still wearing his trademark smile. He and Lissa then stood up, not moving away from each other, their arms brushing from the close proximity. Maribelle pushed the two apart, hoping that it would make up for the earlier touching. The crows began to flow away, circling around them before finally taking off into the sky.

"I was searching for Lissa to have our leisurely tea time, and I found her here instead, getting all dirty from the ground and lying down with her head placed in your, in your-"

"In my lap? Nyahaha! Yeah, she told me it was comfortable and helped her to fall asleep better!" he said, his smile still not slipping from his face. He looped his arm around Lissa's neck, closing the small space that had been created from Maribelle's entrance.

"Henry! You agreed that we would keep this between us! I didn't want anyone to worry about me, especially not Maribelle!" Lissa had turned to face Henry, his arm still around her. As Maribelle stood there, listening to their bickering as if she was not even present, she saw a faint blush on Lissa's face, her smile wide even as she scolded Henry. As Maribelle watched this, she felt a passion flair inside of her, and it was one of hate, specifically for Henry. She could not just stand idly by as this commoner tried to dirty her friend, especially someone like Henry with his twisted ways. Really, who believed his words, too perfectly sweet that made innocent girls like Lissa swoon. No, he had to be stopped. If he wanted to flirt with another woman, Maribelle wasn't going to be the one to stop him. But if he thought that he could try and even TOUCH Lissa….again….well, he would have to be prepared for a war he wouldn't win. Lissa's voice interrupted Maribelle's rampant thoughts

"Maribelle? Are you alright? You look sick. Does something hurt? Oh no….IS IT THAT TIME THAT EM TOLD ME ABOUT WHEN GIRLS-"

"Lissa Dear! I am perfectly fine!" Maribelle said an idea struck her. "Actually dear, my stomach has been frightfully upset….I believe it was the bear from this morning. It did not settle well with me." She inwardly smiled to herself of how deliciously devious she could be. Her face dead-panned when she heard Henry reply instead of the cleric.

"I understand Maribelle. I mean, Robin is crazy for thinking bear is delicious when I can hardly stomach it. Nyahaha, Even if I can kill twice as many Risen then she can, it's amazing how she's able to eat it without puking! Want me to take you to the Nursing Tent?" Maribelle could almost feel the vein popping out of her forehead, her temper rocketing sky-high. Luckily, Lissa saved Henry from some unsavory words that Maribelle thought of to shove up his righteous -

"Henry, I think it might be better if I took Maribelle to camp. She IS my best friend after all…." Lissa seemed adamant on this matter, and was quite concerned, not only of her friend's stomach-ache, but of the look on Maribelle's face that seemed as if she may murder the Plegian male.

"Well, alright Lissa! Should I stop by your tent again tonight? Or are we calling it off now that Maribelle knows?" He snickered as he saw Maribelle's face pale from thoughts that most ladies would blush from.