Tsu'Ro admired Knight Valen's grace as he simply stepped off the balcony...without a care--seemingly. He smiled a little to himself. How nice it must have been to have such an elegant element as wind on one's side. Gliding, flying even...must have come along with such a power... such a carefree element... The mere sight almost compelled the taller male to leap off the banister as well. He couldn't glide, and he sure couldn't make himself float gracefully to the ground as Valen could, but what Tsu could do was use his element. It wouldn't have been hard to summon a tree's thick root to come to meet him while he leaped off the banister. He would use said branch to lower him, Brand, and the two girls down to the ground. Not Firu however...he wasn't a fan of heights.... Speaking of people not a fan of heights... hazel eyes caught sight of Brand catching wind of his own phobia for heights.<br/><br/>The simple thought of using his own element to quickly get down from the balcony flew from his mind as quickly as it came when he noticed Brand. He didn't want to do anything to enhance Brand's fear anymore than it already was....but perhaps he needed such to rid himself of a silly phobia like that. Anyhow, he wouldn't test the theory right then...perhaps later when they had a bit more leisure time on their hands. Yes, when the time was right he would try and help his friend get over his complication with heights...show him the beauty of seeing things from a bird's eye view. Firu followed closely by Tsu as the tall brunette followed the others down the stairs. Things were awfully quiet as they descended the stairs and he had a feeling the silence would only grow as they headed for the throne room...leaving his mind to wander...which he never really liked.<br/><br/>And it turned out the Naturalist's feelings were right. The silence did only grow and he felt slightly out of place without any side chatter to distract him. As they continued to draw closer and closer to the Citadel's throne room, Tsu'Ro began to ponder if perhaps he should take his hood off. Everyone's face was able to be seen...but his. He noticed from the way Valen talked of speaking to the Elven King that it would be difficult to sway the elder man. He hoped he was just exaggerating...but if Tsu'Ro knew nothing about the elves there was one thing he did know -- they were very stubborn creatures... With that thought in mind he sighed to himself. Not, wanting to jeopardize the way the Elven King was to think of his comrades and their proposition Tsu'ro pulled his hood down from his head. Running pale fingers through his dark silken locks, he brushed back his hair revealing his perfect bone structure. He was sure to keep his collar high and the brushed back hair close around his neck, only leaving the single rose at the center able to be seen.<br/><br/>Tsu watched as Valen tried to appeal to the King's better half. He honestly thought the male was making a point. All that he said was true... The longer the eldest went on Tsu began to stand tall and proud as well hoping to enhance and appeal to the king's behalf as well. Perhaps if they looked as presentable as their proposal then the King would simply agree. However, it seemed the King didn't even think before he refused. What the hell was the matter with him? Did he really think just sitting by and watching idly that the King of Darkness will just spare them?! All because they've been neutral for....what seemed like forever?! Foolish King... Even though he tried to spiff his response up by adding, he would come to their aid only if Valen summoned other kingdoms to help....didn't make his refusal sound any better.<br/><br/>He just wanted to tear their kingdom apart, use the nature around them to destroy everything they worked so hard to achieve to show how futile it is to sit by and watch...to show them that everything can be torn away just as quickly as the Kingdom of Light was. The sounds of elven maidens pleading for their lives, the surprised gasps and commands from the watchful eyes of the guards and the king himself filled his head as....the scene continued...the glorious sight of the floors crumbling beneath them as the roots all around consume and constricted until they could no longer scream...or breathe for that matter. However, such an action would have hindered their cause, and even cost the group their lives and their causes. With a sigh, he tried not to think about the bad nor his murderous thoughts. Perhaps gathering other places would be a good start... or perhaps it was just another way of sending Valen and them away....