All they'd wanted was some private time. And that was hard to get in co-ed springs. Voile wasn't particularly keen on advertising her relationship with Marie and it didn't take much observance to know that he felt precisely the same way. Consequently, if they were going to do anything together, they had to do so away from prying eyes and ears. And if that secret spring was anything the way whispers were making it out to be... it must have been pretty darn secret.

Donned in a flowery robe of pastel shades, Voile had wound an arm around Marie's and was gently tugging him along, not thinking it impossible that he probably would have been happier being left alone in one of the resort rooms. But he was humouring her, just as he frequently did, and it made her want to burst with some form of foreign joy.

"Thank you for coming along," she reassured him with a reserved smile. "I'm happy that we get to do at least something together."