Sophia Rothschild is the only heir to the Rothschild estate and business. When her father sends her one of his black market slaves, she finds one of the only friends she's ever had. ~*~ "Smile," she said as she held the phone up with her left hand to take a picture. Arian smiled and wished he had some way to get the photo from her. "Hey," he said after she had been looking at her phone for a minute, likely editing the photo. She glanced up at him. "Thanks for this." "It's no problem, I like having someone to boat with." "Not just that. Thanks for, I don't know," he stuttered, completely losing his social graces. "Being my friend and being interested in me, as like, a person." Sophia bit her bottom lip and looked down at the sand between her toes. ~*~