Blake was a bit used to being pushed around - so the fact that he was small was one thing. Having Aria look down at him so desperately for guidance was another entirely. It really accentuated how fragile his situation was; this green girl who was so gentle was taking extra caution to keep from snapping him apart. Romance, cure-hunting, revelations, or otherwise, the way to approach Aria from here was to get somewhere safe and quiet. From there, they could both think clearer.

"Take me to your room, then we'll sort things out."

Aria nodded. "Yes! Oh --!" She suddenly put a hand over her mouth, realizing how loud she'd spoken - nearly blowing Blake over. Not only were her features magnified, but so too was her volume. "I'll keep it down."

Blake nodded sheepishly, readjusting his glasses - thankful they had shrunken with him. "Good idea"

From her squatting position, she took one hand from off her green skirt, and lay it out for the little thing to scurry onto. As soon as he stepped on, he was surprised by the softness of the palm, sinking under him. She lifted him higher, making him feel like an elevator - the floor tiles that had once been around him through his trek in the cafeteria now becoming a distant memory. Even as Aria kept a brave face, Blake could hear her heart beating in anticipation and care.

That's exactly why he was so into her, and still happy to be here despite it all... But he couldn't let that all out now. He found himself covering his face in embarrassment.

As Aria started walking, the vibrations of her soles below, falling one after another, only made him shake more vigorously. She noticed, and peered down on him as she went through the halls - only a few other students going left and right. Blake felt himself ready to vomit every time Aria passed one of these monolithic figures moving by him.

She peered in closer, surprising him: "You look like you're scared, should I move slower?"

"A little..." Blake admitted. "And we probably don't want too many people seeing this..."

A gradual STOMP below, slowing down as Aria paced herself. "...I'm sure one of them could help, though!"

"Let's not take our chances."

"But who would want to hurt someone like you?"

"You'd be surprised..." He side-eyed some shapes moving past them, ducking into her palm's lines.

"O-okay..."

At that, Aria "hid" him by resting her hand with him against her chest for a moment... Before panicking at the squirming sensation, and lowering the hand to her abdominal area. He felt a little bit of her warmth as she practically hugged him in. It was making his nerves go wild...

The next thing he heard over the footsteps was a door opening. He could make out the details of Aria's dorm room... At least that's what he'd assumed this was. So much to take in... A lot of school books mixed with history books that weren't even on the curriculum, and he thought he saw a few wind instrument cases lying around. The sheets of the bed he rested on were like a green field.

Aria rushed to open a window. "You probably need fresh air after that." As soon as it opened, she panted into it, taking in a good portion of oxygen herself.

It took a moment for them to settle, before...