The next day, Aïda had gone to market- voluntarily so. The temple needed some supplies, and she was anxious to get outside of the temple's confining walls. She had a certain boy on her brain, a certain rescuer whom she had stayed up late all night thinking about, and all morning. When the opportunity presented itself for her to be able to get outside to run a few errands, she leaped at the chance, and found herself now making her way through the busy streets.
SHe hadn't even begun her chores when someone familiar caught her eye- Zubin. Turning away, she grinned. He hadn't seen her yet, but she had a feeling, based on what he had confessed to her, about wanting to watch her- that perhaps.. if she were to move obviously through the streets, perhaps she could get Zubin to follow her? Follow her to where, she wasn't certain, but the idea thrilled her to see if they could steal a moment away together...
So after delicately tucking back some of her dark hair, she stepped out into the streets where there was less of a crowd, and began to head North, towards the Niafi river.