As Oliviette took in her surroundings and the fact she was alone with Mason in his training room sent a shiver in her spine. She didn't know what to think of it, normally she wouldn't take something like this so intriguing, or think any Pg-13 thoughts like many girls would; but something about the way the sun danced on his body and facial features took her breath away. He was beautiful, not the type of pretty boy beauty you would find around every corner, but the natural beauty you would find in indigenous people. The way the sun brought out the gold in his hair and how it shone on all the right places. The intensity in his eyes woke her from her scrutinizing glare. Oliviette didn't realize he had been staring at her the same time she stared at him. 

"You finished admiring?.If you haven't noticed we came to train, not to have some sort of staring contest, although I dare say it is interesting". laughed Mason.

With her face burning with a flush Oliviette found herself quickly saying.

"Well I wasn't admiring you for your information, it's just there's so much light flowing in through the window I became lightheaded for a second, but I'm okay now."

Hoping to have come up with a believable reason, Oliviette became mad at herself for letting her thoughts get the best of her, she swore to not let it happen again.

If he really believed it, his face didn't show it, instead he tossed her a staff.

"Lets begin, Miss Oliviette."