Dove smiled up at him as his hand slid to the small of her back, feeling a sort of tingle on the path that his hand had taken. This was over her head, if she was being quite honest. But even this puzzling feeling she took to with a sort of curiosity. Most especially because she didn't understand it but it seemed to come with some sort of natural instincts.

"Arven suits you quite well but I think Huck shall be my name for you - do you mind it?"