Andorra was unimpressed and shook her head, "You haven't earned my name. And stalking would require an interest in you, which from what I've seen, you're severely lacking. Besides do you think anybody could possibly care for you, more then you love yourself?" She snorted as she took Amara's books. "I'll take these for her. You're obviously not man enough to carry them. If I didn't know better, I'd swear you were a dog. They're always taking things that don't belong to them and hiding them somewhere else." She called back as she headed down the hallway.Ares swiveled to face her. "Actually," he said, trying to keep his voice even, "it's none of the above. It was a refused help, and then she left me with all her fat textbooks." He looked her over, not even trying to be subtle about it. "And who, may I ask, are you? I could turn you in for stalking, if you'd like."