The best thing about being an adult is that he could pick and choose where he wanted to go. He could decide whether or not he was in the mood to be around people or not. Most times he went to events just to serve as a pseudo chaperone for his sister or to see friends who were more active on the social scene. Sometimes an event truly did sound interesting to him.

Aristide was waiting for Adrienne, his horse with him for company in the meantime. Aristide had felt the horse might be feeling bored so had taken him out for a short trot. He was feeding the horse an apple, stroking the stallions mane when his sister arrived on horseback. "You need not have rushed," he said, eyeing his sister as he sensed something was off.