Aaron soared over the treetops and was a bit stunned. He had not been on this floor for weeks and the forest of the first floor had transformed entirely. There was no trace of snow or cold. Everything was green and fresh leaves were peaking out of new buds as they reached towards the fake sky. It was also warm, not hot like on the second floor, but a comfortable early summer temperature. He could barely recognize the floor. On an instinct he dove down into the trees and found himself surrounded by green, bushes and small trees, wild flowers budding in between deep green moss and all kinds of insects were crawling and flying around. He could hear Birds sing and small mammals scurry over trees or in the underbrush. It was beautiful.

Not that Aaron had ever been someone with a deep connection to nature. Quite the opposite. Sure he had done the whole wilderness survival thing in the army and he had often scoped out isolated spots in random forests for his disposal sites, but that was completely different. Now Aaron could appreciate the beauty, the variety, the sheer abundance of life that seemed rather unique so far in the tower. Sure the floors had flora and fauna, each with their own creatures living and thriving. But it was different, guided. Put there with purpose to test and challenge climbers. This forest had parts that were nothing like it. For a long moment he stopped and just looked around as his senses fed him information. He could hear every insect, could feel the wind on his skin and once more recognized that it was wrong.

The wind and the weather on this floor were fabricated and that stood out like a sore thumb. But a lot was left entirely to nature and nature had done what it always did, grow in all directions. For a moment he just wanted to sit down and enjoy this fresh beautiful day, although this was a very foreign sensation to him. Beauty like this was...strange to Aaron. He was torn between his plans and this moment. So he just stood there for long minutes just taking in the scenery. After what felt like hours he straightened and took a deep breath. Maybe he had changed more than he had ever realized. He doubted his old self would have been interested or would have stopped to just enjoy the silent beauty of a forest. But his senses being that heightened and giving him so much more of a harmonious picture of his surroundings was probably the most obvious culprit of these changes.

Aaron remembered the Great Master when he had given him Sensory Harmony, remembered his vision vividly. How he had created this technique in a moment of enlightenment, while trying to understand something beyond his understanding. He rarely felt the changes from Sensory Harmony as much as he did right now. There was so much beauty and so much pain. He remembered fighting the kids, remembered being hurt and he wondered how much things would hurt now that he had increased his cultivation and with it his sensitivity to all things. Aaron was very weary of getting to a point where a cut would be a debilitating injury. But pain could not be trained.

Sure he could and would train his body so his punches did not hurt, but he could not train for being stabbed or shot with an arrow. He was afraid of the future and how his senses would evolve. Apparently he would be able to completely control Sensory Harmony in the Foundation Realm. Another big reason to get there as quickly as possible. Because there was the distinct possibility that he might be stuck unable to fight. Simply because the threat of a single injury might overwhelm him entirely with pain. But that was a problem for later.

With another Wind Step empowered leap Aaron shot back up into the trees and was soon on his way towards the center of the floor. It was difficult to navigate because the floor looked so different. Landmarks he had relied upon were for the most part overgrown and under a forest worth of leaves. But from the walls of the floor he could more or less guess the right direction and he soon saw the outline of the Town of Beginnings in the distance. From there it was only a small journey towards the clearing and the position of his would be home, if everything went according to his plans.

Aaron paused on a treetop in surprise when he got there and found some giant beetles the Town used as transport animals going up and down the small path towards the clearing. He followed their trail towards a small construction site. Huge piles of earth were accumulating at one side as well as materials like stone and timber. A carpenter was working on one of the timbers currently turning it into a load bearing beam. A stonemason was chipping away at a rock turning it into almost perfect squares and there was a hole in the ground where workers went in and out with wheelbarrows of earth as they excavated a tunnel. The beetles were bringing the raw materials and other things, while the earth was either packed on the beetles backs or spread to the surrounding countryside forming a small mound around the entrance.

Aaron let himself fall to the ground out of sight and walked towards the construction site. He got a few looks, but nothing more than that. Two armored men guarding the site came over to him though.

"Excuse me. Do you have like a foreman or someone who is in charge here I could talk to?"

The two men stopped looked at each other and frowned.

"What for?"

"Well I want to hear about the progress of this project of mine."

"Of you? I have never seen you before." the guard said suspiciously.

"That is because I gave the task to Iris, who is an associate of mine, she must have hired you." Aaron said trying to be polite. "I am a Climber and was busy leveling up on the fourth floor." he added in the end, which made the two men look at each other before studying Aaron's washed, but rather torn outfit.

"Fine, I'll go call the boss. Keep an eye on him Jerry."

Aaron smiled and waited while he studied the construction site. It was a rather busy place with people keeping rather meticulous account of everything. Every wheelbarrow carried out from the tunnel, every stone cut, log varnished. It took around 5 minutes until the second guard returned with a middle aged man with some gray streaks in a scruffy unkempt beard. He looked curiously at Aaron and held out his hand.

"Frank Bohr, owner and boss of Bohr construction, Garix her told me you are the one who is paying the bills." Aaron shook the man's hand and nodded.

"Iris is to be precise. On my behalf. Nice to meet you, my name is Aaron."

"Pleasure, Aaron. Yes, I met Iris. She said this was a project backed by the red-light district. So I assume...?"

"I do climb for them as a rather independent minded Associate. I am not really part of the district."

"Is that so? Well, I can't really show you anything without Iris, okay? Nothing against you, but you could be anyone, Aaron."

"That is fair I guess. Any wolves or bears giving you trouble?"

"No, we have it under control. We have a decent number of retired climbers and more peaceful minded Vessels, so we can handle anything this floor throws at us. Now I would like you to leave. If you say who you are, please return with Iris." Bohr said and offered Aaron his hand again. Aaron chuckled and shook his hand.

"Good discretion and good manners. I look forward to see your work." Aaron said and walked away in the direction of the Town. It looked like Iris had used his funds properly, which was all he wanted to know really. Not that he had any doubts of Iris loyalty. He did not know her ability to organize and getting things done though, so this was as much a test for her as a small goal for him. Realistically he would spend most of his time away from the first floor. But since he had to come back down frequently for the Prison and his teachers there, it was a worthwhile investment. Considering that manastones were barely doing anything to his cultivation anymore it was the most efficient use of them, at least for now.

Once Aaron was out of sight he jumped up into the trees and proceeded towards the Town. Spring and summer had not noticeably changed the Town of Beginnings besides the smell from the sewer like moat around the town had gotten 10 times worse. Aaron could smell it from two miles out it was that disgusting. He really did not know how anyone could live like that, but he guessed most people did not even notice the smell unless they lived on the outside of the town. He leapt over the moat gagging and shuddering in disgust while he hurried over the rooftops deeper into town until he was able to breathe again. God that stench had been awful. If anyone in the future deployed something like that against him, Aaron would be helpless.

Aaron searched for an abandoned alley and dove down there, landing lightly on his feet, before he easily joined the normal foot traffic. His first objective was to find Iris, which could be problematic in this rather large Town, but he did know her smell and that she did not live in any of the affluent districts of the city. So he started to wander along the main streets, scenting the air and was bombarded by every dish the food vendors on the side of the street had to offer. He checked his purse and then bought and ate while he kept moving. While he was at it he should also be on the lookout for some nice clothes and some of that soap solution Shia had to get out stains. That stuff was much better than regular soap.

Business was good in the Town of Beginnings, plenty of people were on the streets, buying and selling. There was more money in circulation than Aaron had expected and he guessed the end of the manhunt was only part of the reason for that. Most likely this was just the early summer giving everyone a boost because people wanted to go outside and enjoy the nice weather. If they had the shards to go around then all the better.

The food he devoured was as good as he remembered it. The Town of Beginnings had a deep rooted culture of using a whole lot of spices giving each dish a rather unique and flavorful punch. Be it savory and spicy, or sweet and sour. Plenty of known and to Aaron unknown flavor combinations were hawked to him and Aaron who had craved food like this more than he wanted to admit was helpless and bought a handful of everything at each stall. Luckily it was busy enough so nobody noticed or cared that he ate more than an entire group by just walking down the street. Still Aaron kept his nose trained on the objective, kept scenting the air for what he remembered as Iris unique scent profile. When he was done having a chat with her, he would go on a raid of the restaurants until the evening, Aaron vowed. He wanted to finally not be hungry again.

There were plenty of beetles scuttling away in the middle of the street, their claw like feet clicking on the cobblestones like a horse, but distinctly not like a horse. It was a multilayered clicking of too many legs and at first it was a disconcerting sound until Aaron was able to ignore it. He was waiting for one of those beetles dragging a cart behind it while being strapped in a sort of harness that Aaron caught a whiff of the right scent. He cocked his head and then walked in the direction of the scent.

His sense of smell was incredibly sensitive, which was not always a boon. But it really helped following trails of scent like this. He could tell that scents were degraded by time. So he could follow the path a man with way too much cologne had taken simply on the increasing density of the cologne. In his mind this turned into a four dimensional map, where the time, place and direction were fused together into one distinct scent. It was like being able to see someones past, like footsteps left behind. Iris scent was old and when Aaron got to the intersection she had passed he hesitated. There was an argument to be made to follow the weaker scent back to her home, since this scent was old enough for her to have returned home. But Aaron did not want to complicate things. He followed the scent the old fashioned way and walked in the direction of the stronger smell. The woman's path lead down the street to what he quickly assumed was grocery shopping considering where her scent lingered. A small market with stalls selling all kinds of produce.

It was difficult to keep on track with all the other scents intersecting in the market and mixing with Iris trail, but he managed to always find the scent again until he left the small market and reached a small house at the corner of one of the outer districts. Here the traffic was more mute, less boisterous and the dishes sold were cheaper and simpler, so the normal people living here predominantly could afford them. Iris house looked well maintained and neat and he had no doubt it was her home. From the smell he guessed she was at home as well and so he knocked politely. He could hear someone work in the kitchen and so he knocked again, louder this time. The person in the kitchen paused and then walked over to the door. From the steps he could tell that it was a woman. There was a pause at the door as Iris peered through a nearby window to see who was standing outside of her door.

Aaron waved at her and Iris eyes widened and she quickly opened the door.

"Aaron, I...you are back!"

"Indeed, sorry the mission took a bit longer than expected. Can I come in?"

"Of course, of course." she said and opened the door wide and gestured him inside.

"Thank you."

"I was just about to cook a meal, so I can't really offer you something to eat, but maybe tea? Coffee?"

"No thank you. I was not even aware there was coffee in this world." Aaron said ponderously while he followed her into her kitchen. It was a comfortable well stocked kitchen with an oven and a stove. It was clear Iris had money, enough to live comfortably, but considering her previous job and the commission he had her take from him, she must be one of the richest normal people on the first floor.

"Its hideously expensive, its only grown in some greenhouses in Ambition, but I like it." Iris said and then clearly still a bit flustered, gestured for Aaron to sit down at the kitchen table. Aaron sat down and gave her a smile.

"I have seen some of the construction work you have organized, I am honestly impressed."

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"Ah, yes. I hired one of the few construction companies with vessels, so I would not have to hire any security for them." Iris explained and sat down across from him.

"After all there are still dangerous animals on this floor."

"Good thinking. Now, I am here because I wanted to get an update from you about everything I ordered and then visit the construction site with you. I was pleasantly surprised by them not allowing me in."

"I gave them strict instructions to let nobody enter for security reasons. Its a big enough company that the location will not be secret, but at least I highly doubt the layout of the cellar will be easily found out." Iris explained.

"Of course I am happy to show you what I have done besides that. There is a small warehouse where I kept the things you wanted." she hesitated and studied Aaron's rather disheveled appearance.

"Maybe some clothes would be a good investment too?"

Aaron raised an eyebrow.

"Do I look like I need some new clothes?" he asked and Iris froze. She looked really uncomfortable for a moment and then straightened her back and nodded.

"Yes, but most Climbers do, it sometimes feels like half of the people working on the first floor are there to make sure Climbers look remotely human after they come back form a Climb. I hope you are not offended."

"Not at all." Aaron said with a chuckle and then grinned.

"Its good you found your backbone. Now come on, we can go eat somewhere after you showed me what you have done so far."

"Your treat?" Iris said with a small smirk.

"Yes, my treat." Aaron said and stood up. Iris quickly hurried after him, got a wide brimmed hat to go with her nice flowery dress she wore and switched to pretty sandals, before she was ready. She took a purse with her too, which was strangely fascinating to Aaron. It had been how long since he had seen a woman do this? When had he last waited on someone to get ready? It must have been in college in his last life. It was a strange, but good feeling to do something so...normal.

They left the house behind, which Iris locked with a key, before she lead him through the streets.

"Not as worried anymore to show your face?" she asked quietly as they strode through the moderate traffic of people and beetle drawn carriages.

"Not in this part of the Town. I won't show myself in richer districts like this, if that answers your question."

"Still cautious, good. Means I won't have to look for another job anytime soon."

"Oh, you might grow old and wrinkled before I look for someone else, if you do a good job." Aaron said before he bought himself a handful of skewers. Iris raised her eyebrows and waited on him. Her pretty, clean getup earned her more than a few looks, but she ignored them all and waited for Aaron to pay.

"And here I thought we would be going to a restaurant." she said giving him a clearly disappointing look, but she was trying to hide a smile, so she was unlikely to be really disappointed.

"Oh no, this is just a snack for me." Aaron said and cleaned one of the skewers in a few bites, which made Iris give him a curious look. But she did not say anything and lead him through the more residential area towards some warehouses at the edge of the Town. She opened one of the big doors with another key she fished out of her purse and showed him into a dimly lit warehouse full of things.

"First things first." Iris said and lead him to a whole industrial shelf filled with what looked like camping gear.

"An alchemical stove that burns manastones instead of any other fuel, two sleeping bags for different temperatures, a wetsuit for the third floor, a backpack to fit most of this, a small enchanted tent that folds itself quickly and is quite spacious." Iris pointed at each of the items in turn and then continued at another level of the shelf.

"A pan, a pot, both light and durable and can be strapped onto the backpack, a set of knives to skin and prepare meat, rations with a high shelf life such as hardtack, salted venison and the like. Flour and spices. I took basically a small pouch of any spice I could find since you did not specify, since I bought in bulk it was fairly cheap. Hmmm what else?" She went over to another shelf opposite to this one.

"I have armor here if you want it, it was kind of cheap considering your budget, mostly leather. Sturdy, rugged, lasting, but not really anything that can withstand blows on the fourth or fifth floor apparently. Also hygiene equipment, a toothbrush, soap, magical cleaning ointment."

"Oh, neat I was looking to pick that up myself." Aaron interrupted her and looked around. That was an impressive collection of climbing equipment.

"I am glad, I wasn't sure if you needed it, since you were that clean when we first met... Anyway this was just basic stuff, now to the things on the list for your permanent residence." Iris lead Aaron around the shelf and pointed to a section of the warehouse.

"An entire kitchen setup, pots, pans, a stove, knives, cutting boards, etc. I might have gone a little over board, but considering your budget and me buying in bulk it was all really cheap, okay? More foodstuff with a long shelf life. A bed, furniture, sheets, I even got some curtains, although I realized those would be useless underground after I bought them." Iris said sheepishly.

"So what do you think?"

"I think you are terrifying. I do not want to know how long it took to find and buy all of this."

"It was pretty simple actually. I know a lot of people from my...previous occupation. Took me less than a week to find all of this and rent a warehouse to store it in the interim. Anything missing for you?"

"You would not happen to have a fridge and a washing machine too?" Aaron joked.

"What?"

"Never mind. Just things from my old life. No this looks really good. More than I had hoped for. What did it all cost?"

"7 mid grade manastones 86 manastones and 47 shards." Iris said.

"That sounds cheap?"

"Its a freaking fortune for me. But sure, cheap for you. The construction was much more expensive. I paid 10 mid grades up front and another 10 are gonna be necessary soon."

"Don't worry, manastones are not an issue."

"Good. If we want to make the best out of the rest of the day we should head over to a tailor now for some clothes, then we can visit the construction site when its wrapping up towards the evening." Iris said, clearly thinking about the timing of it all.

"Sure, but first lets get lunch. Good work with buying all of this."

"Please, this is nothing. Do you know where you want to go to eat?" she asked as they left the warehouse and went out onto the street. Aaron scented the air and sorted through the vast influx of smells for the most delicious one he could sense. He hesitated only for a few seconds before he pointed in the direction of something smelling spicy and meaty in the distance.

"I will let my nose guide us." he said, earning another frown from Iris.

"What does that mean?" she asked curiously and caught up to him to walk side by side with him. It was quite different to walk the streets with her by his side. Alone Aaron was given space, but mostly ignored. He looked poor, like a Climber sure, but poor. So he could not be one of the important ones and for sure no mage. So he was mostly ignored, but people went out of their way to not be in his way out of respect for his combat class he surely had. With Iris though things were a lot different. The beautiful woman by his side in her rather form fitting flowing dress, with her long red hair flowing down her shoulders and her pretty face made every man take a second look at her. It was the contrast of her in the rather poor surroundings that made her stand out this much. As they went into the richer districts of the city the attention wavered, but never disappeared.

"There, how about this one?" Aaron asked and pointed to a restaurant whose sign was a giant cartoonish looking slab of meat on the bone.

"Oh, the T-bone, yeah it is supposed to be good. And you could smell this restaurant from all the way at the warehouse?" Iris asked and Aaron gave her a small smirk.

"Who knows. Lets go in and see if they really are good." Aaron said, but he had to give Iris credit, she had accurately guessed what he had meant. They entered the restaurant, which had nice tables and booths made out of what looked like fossilized wood. It gave the restaurant an ancient flair that also reminded him of a steakhouse form his old life. Probably because of the upholstery and the sauces on each table. The T-bone served barbecue and Aaron was surprised at how closely it resembled Texan style barbecue until he heard one of the other guests talk about "Earth" origins of the head chef. The smells coming out of the kitchen were simply heavenly to Aaron's senses. A server came over wearing almost a cowboy outfit that made Aaron's eyebrows rise.

"What can I get ya?" the man asked and gave them a quick rundown of what they had that day.

"We have Venison brisket, short ribs, fried chicken and slow roasted beetle. For the discerning customer we also have antelope from the 5th floor, expensive, but the meat just melts in your mouth!"

Aaron hesitated and then ordered one of each after a glance at the prices. It was expensive compared to most other meals he had, but he was curious and ravenous. Iris ordered some salads and more sides for them both and turned to Aaron when the server left.

"Are you serious about this? You ordered enough food to feed half of the restaurant!"

"I have a...big appetite." Aaron said with a shrug.

"So don't worry, I will eat all of that."

The server returned shortly with another man carrying two huge trays of meat. From sausages to brisket it was everything a meat lover could ever want for. Aaron was so happy he had found this restaurant because everything smelled absolutely delicious. For the next twenty minutes Aaron ate himself through two mountains of very well cooked and seasoned meat. It was clear there was a chef Vessel behind this and that they had mastered the art of the venison. It was delicious beyond belief. He had never tasted anything like it in both lives, it was simply incredible. Iris tried a bunch of things, but ended up mostly watching Aaron with an awed expression as he devoured the two full trays of food like it was a snack.

Aaron felt much better after the meal and patted his belly, which did not show any of the food he had just demolished.

"How...just how are you doing this?" Iris asked.

"I have a fast metabolism and my...class helps a lot."

Iris frowned, looked around at the other customers and then nodded quietly. Aaron was tempted to order another tray, but he had places to be tonight. So he paid and they left the restaurant. Iris held her stomach and gave him a mock pout.

"For the future remind me to never go out for food with you again, I ate way too much, but how could I stop when you were just eating for five people."

"It was delicious, got to remember this place."

"They only open once a week, you were lucky." Iris said and then took the lead.

"Now its time to get you fitted in some nice and some functional clothes, preferably both at once. Usually the clothes will take a few days to be made, but its totally worth it. I get most of my expensive dresses from there." Iris explained and dragged him off into the wealthier parts of the Town. The tailor was clearly a vessel and definitively in high demand as there was a small queue in front of the shop called 'Stitched Excellency'. Iris waited patiently for half an hour with Aaron, who to her amusement and horror scoured the street for street food, until they were let into the shop.

"Miss Baker, a pleasure to see you again. Already looking for a new dress? I understand, this one suits you oh so well." an older man in his 60s said, wearing a clear cut and perfectly fitting suit armed with plenty of needles and thread as well as notepad and a pencil.

"Not for me today, but for my friend here. He is a Warrior type, a Climber who needs some clothes for climbing and some to show himself around town." Iris explained and gave Aaron a gentle push, which did not move him an inch. Aaron gave her a look before he stepped towards the man.

"Any preferences sir?" the tailor asked while he was already taking his measurements with hands almost too quick to follow. Aaron sensed it more than he saw that it was a skill and he had to stop himself from reacting. Instead he tried to calmly answer the man's question.

"I need to be able to move well, it needs to be sturdy and able to be washed often without losing its structure. This outfit made partly out of spider silk was good, but ultimately it did get worn out on the fourth floor rather quickly."

The tailor nodded his understanding and finished the measurements in a few moments.

"Understood, cleanliness is less of a concern for most Climbers, but I will try to take it into consideration. Just be aware my clothing is not enchanted or reinforced, it will offer no protection, just a comfortable barrier to the elements. Now, if you would please show me how you move or how you use your skills so I can get a sense of the range of movement I need." the man explained while he noted down things on his notepad.

Aaron hesitated and then switched to the Rejuvenating Fist kata and went through a few stances in a liquid sequences that showcased some of his most outlandish poses. The man took a step back, his eyes flickering from his limbs to his poses and the structure of his body and his eyes widened while he watched.

"Marvelous." he muttered and nodded, before he wrote down something again on his notepad.

"I reckon you are a pugilist of some sort, sir? A fairly high leveled one too, the proficiency, the fluidity! This will pose some challenges and limit the type of clothes we can offer, but we will find something that I can assure you, sir."

The tailor opened a curtain to the back of the shop and beckoned them to follow him while he muttered under his breath.

"Nothing too tight considering the explosiveness and with that amount of flexibility nothing too loose either. Form fitting without frills."

At the back of the shop mannequins with different sets of clothes, like suits and the like, were lined up and the man dove into them like a whirlwind, switching out pieces.

"Definitively spider silk, good call. Need the elasticity. Maybe a reinforced section for the chest. Cleanliness means easily washable and resistant to alchemical solutions so no pure spider silk."

In the end the man stood back and showed Aaron and Iris two mannequins with fairly different and interesting designs. The one on the right was a form fitting black turtleneck with long black pants that clung to the mannequins legs, all held together with a black leather belt. The second one was a checkered shirt out of brown leather that looked like a mix out of an arming doublet and a t-shirt. Short sleeved with a similar brown set of shorts made out of leather, held together with a leather belt in the same color tone as the shirt and the pants. It was not entirely made out of leather, but had a cloth component that was black and fashionable. Both sets of clothes looked serviceable and iris went over to feel the fabric and study the two sets of clothes.

"The one on the right, the long sleeved version is made with spider silk and a particularly sturdy set of hair from a wildcat from the fifth floor, dyed in black for stain resistance and ease of use on the fourth floor. Sturdy, flexible and form fitting. The second one leaves the arms and legs free and is made almost entirely out of magical beast leather. Very sturdy, almost armor, but flexible, light and easy to wear. Both should be more resistant to washing and better to use in combat than your current outfit."

Iris looked back to Aaron.

"What do you think?"

"Huh, I am impressed, I would probably prefer the long sleeved version, but both seem fine."

"We will take both then. Now for a more formal town wear?" Iris asked and the Tailor noted it down on his notepad and lead them past the two mannequins to a row of suits.

"I would suggest a few casual suits, in black, blue and gray each with different belts, dress shirts and shoes." The tailor gave Aaron's bare feet a look, before he said.

"Unless it is a necessity for a skill or something like it?"

"Oh? No, I just grew used to walking bare feet. I honestly don't even remember when I last wore my boots." Aaron said and frowned down to his feet. When had he lost his boots? He must have left them somewhere after one of his breakthroughs. But honestly he had not missed them one bit.

Iris nodded and then studied Aaron for a moment before she pointed out the different suits.

"This, this and this one please. Two sets for all of them, including the two combat ones. How long will that take?" Iris asked and Aaron raised his eyebrows. This woman did really do nothing halfway it seemed.

"Four days to fit and tailor the pieces, I assume the combat sets have priority?"

"Yes." Aaron said and gave Iris a smirk. "Looks like my input is not required here."

"Sorry, force of habit." Iris said and blushed a bit, while folding one crimson strand of hair behind her ear.

"I got really used to shopping in bulk. Of course you have a say in this. Please, go ahead, Aaron."

"All good, I am happy with those choices, but I would prefer something casual as well."

"The shirts and pants can be worn without the suit jackets sir, but we do also have a summer fit attire that you might enjoy?"

In the end Aaron spent around half an hour longer in the shop, buying a few more sets of clothes he would use and when they were done, Iris paid and they left together.

"I still have more than enough Manastones left over, this is supposed to be my job after all." Iris explained and Aaron smirked and nodded.

"Well, lets go visit the construction site then, before it gets dark." Aaron said and Iris nodded happily and lead the way towards one of the gates leading out of the Town.

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