Arden tossed a small, lingering look at Kyle out of the corner of her eye, and then stood up. She brushed fine white grains of sand off of her pants, and then walked back over to Ryan. "Here, I'll help," she said, reaching her hand towards the leather handle of the nearest suitcase. She leaned down, picked it up easily, and her eyes widened at the sheer weightlessness of the bag.
"Do you even have anything in here, or is this just empty?" she asked teasingly, lightly bouncing the suitcase in her hand. It hardly weighed anything at all.