Ariadne glanced down at her position curiously. Humans were always so strange when it came to comfort. Of course, it had taken her forever to get used to sleeping in a bed, but now she quite enjoyed it.

Matter of taste.

With a shrug, she hooked her right knee around the crook of the branch and threw her weight forward, flipping so that she was hanging upside down by her knee. The long rope of hair over her shoulder, pulled into a neat braid, coiled on the ground beneath her.

She offered the stranger an impish smile.

"Does this look better?"