Julia forcefully picks herself up whilst clearing her throat just so they are aware or get the hint that she was outside but none of that seems to work as she still heard their voices. “Not you Damon!” She thought to herself bitterly and stormed away, she ended up bumping into one of the poles attached to the tent. It wasn’t going to have any effect on the tent but Damon felt that it was tampered with and hurriedly stepped outside. Before the guards could tell him what happened, he already knew as he could sniffle her scent but he just tilts his head, unconfused as he ordered the guards to fix back the pole. Arya was patiently waiting for him to come back and tell her why he dashed outside earlier when she was just starting to have fun. Damon walked in, looking different and unusual,

