Zelus turned back to everyone "Guess she had to get home. Who wants drinks? On me!" A few of the troopers grumbled a response; apparently he had lost a bit of respect. In the long run he would earn it back though. Zelus hoped she would recover from the shoulder wound; although, he was certain she would, she was strong. As the soldiers dispersed to either return to bed, work, or to get those drinks; Zelus was left there alone with Master Zon Kuthon, giving an uncomfortable smile "Guess I'm in trouble with you?"<br/><br/>Master Kuthon shook his head at me and said. "I'm slightly confused why you defended her, yes, but I'm sure you have a good reason." Taking a shot in the dark Zelus responded, "The force told me it wasn't her time?" Master Kuthon seemed suspicious of that answer knowing of his weakness in the finesse bits of the Force. "The Force certainly works in a strange way, doesn't it? You may not be my padawan anymore, but I still worry about you Zelus. If the Force said spare her, you may want to make sure she makes it back in one piece." Knowing he didn't really have a choice, Zelus nodded and left the way Nyri went.<br/><br/>Zelus was odd and enjoyed the old style of tracking, using tracks and broken foliage to follow people. This is not a very efficient method for night tracking; if anyone saw him they would think him a bumbling idiot.