Chay had spent the silence in his own, listening to the peace and quiet as he sat on an edge with his hood down and finally feeling the heat of the sun apon his head. "Oh... nothing... has ever been so rewarding," he whispers to himself as he relaxes under the weather before letting his tail unravel from his belt, beginning to stretch out and enjoying how his tail is free and unrestrained.<br/><br/>Later, under the mood to speak from the others, he sits up and makes his way to the group. "Shieldbiter? What's this about something named after breaking shields?" he asks, guessing on the name since it's the first thought that was somewhat pushed into his mind from the sound of it.<i>Kill or capture? It might be something more than just breaking from the Guild...</i>he thinks before sighing and averting his eyes to the side of the raft, watching the water ripple against the structure of the ferry.