[It would do nothing, of course. Ariel gets what he wants, by whatever means necessary. Right now what he wants is more than obvious, but he expects no resistance when he shoves Tristan onto his bed and follows him. He wants it to be here, in the space he spent time with that girl. He doesn't know for sure how far they'd gone, but he's going to sully any pleasant memory nonetheless, covering up her sweetness with his own possessive darkness.]