At that, Rubii's face goes ruby red. She knew that elves don't attach themselves easily and, when they do, they mean it and it strengthens every waking moment they think about said attachment. Sometimes even dream about it. She didn't expect him to say "I love you"....not this soon. Her ears were burning and heat radiated off the pyromancer. She couldn't speak or talk back no matter what and her skin was too hot to touch him. Rubii could only nod and go cool off before broaching this subject again. She goes to a bin with clean, cold water and stuck her head in it. The water hissed and steam billowed up into the air....she pulls her head up and the heat dried her off quickly.<br/><br/>She sighs and thinks on her feelings towards the Strategy Officer and decides to sleep on it.  She makes sure her and Hyarmenion's troops are ready for the early morning departure before bidding Sorin goodnight. Rubii finds Hyarmenion and bids him goodnight as well. She touches his hand and sparks literally flew off her body. Her mouth was glued shut again and she gently took a piece of his hair. She bows to him then goes to her tent and did a small simple spell on the hair which she twisted with a strand of her own. She lays them under her pillow and fell asleep for the night.<br/><br/><br/>During the night, another scout decided to follow Detmold and used the same distance strategy as the last. This was a female named Yoneh who used night creatures as her spies.