Ariana
He didn't make a comment on wasting a potion, he had plenty of them in his supplies.

He would look around, but not find much. It seem like the Brigands didn't have much. Velin would return back to the fire and once again sit with his legs crossed, leaning more closer to the flame to get some warmth.

"I can take first watch for the night." Velin offered.
Christopher
"By all means go ahead if you wish. I dont need much rest, but I certainly wouldn't mind a little time to take in the scenery. Do you have anything you wished to cook? Put it in my hand."

*He had seemingly finished reheating the salted meat. No plates around... He just ate it with his hands like a savage.*

"I had heard of some Peryite worshippers around the Ruin, something to keep note of. Never liked Peryite, he doesn't do a good job giving people a reason to worship him."
Ariana
"I'll make sure they keep their distance." Velin gave a nod.

He again, didn't make a comment. He didn't know who in Oblivion Peryite was and he didn't care who they were.

He would then pull out some jerky in his bag and nibbled on the dried meat.
Christopher
"Most little Daedra cults tend to be a danger... When you get so many people together with generally ill intentions it burbles out of control..."

*He sighed, finishing his meat.*

"I'm sure its of no interest to you, 700 years ago you couldn't escape all sorts of Daedric troubles if you wanted to... Now everything is just... A bit boring if you'll forgive my terminology. There's still mysteries to uncover though."