Gemma could see how tired Ghaleon was. Although she had feeling her unlikely ally's mind was stronger then his body. Maybe it was even stronger then her own. Well, probably not her dragon body, but this pathetic human one, it might be. Gemma would have given anything to be home right now. She just wanted to be her true self, in her treasure horde, with her mate by her side. Not in some game devised by bored gods.<br/><br/>They had gotten off on the wrong foot, a lot of her it being her fault. She was a dragon and she had a great deal of pride. Dragons weren't used to have to rely on others. Generally they were the strongest beings around. Even she was willing to admit there was a time she needed an ally. In a game where someone was trying to kill you, an ally made sense.<br/><br/>"I have heard the saying that 'you should not judge someone before you know them'."<br/><br/>Gemma replied to Ghaleon. It was a saying she had heard humans say from time to time. She watched him jump down from the tree. She wrapped her arms across her chest when the breeze arrived. Feeling like a ghost was touching her. She made a face when Ghaleon told her his belief for himself in the game.<br/><br/>"I don't like that sound of that. I have things to live for, back home. And no, it's not just my treasure."<br/><br/>She had her mate, Gemma wanted to be with Blaine. She'd do whatever it took to get home to him. While Ghaleon didn't think he'd survive this game, Gemma planned to. She wasn't going to die here. She held out her hand to shake on the new alliance.<br/><br/>"I can, if you can too."<br/><br/>Gemma had not been the only who had been prejudice in this new 'team'. Ghaleon had judged her as well. Working together made far more sense then trying to take all the other players on her own. Especially in this weak human form.<br/><br/>Gemma followed Ghaleon and agreed it was best to put distance between themselves and the others. Especially until they had supplies and she had a weapon. She didn't have a probably keeping up with his pace. Although walking was already tiresome and she wished she could fly right now. She frowned at what he said about Mal.<br/><br/>"The Demon and her pet will be dangerous."<br/><br/>Gemma said, referring to the Jester. Mal was a demon and the Jester...She didn't know what he was, but he was definitely unstable. Unstable beings were dangerous ones. They got off on harming others.