Zel raised an eyebrow. Being slung over Ahmaht's shoulders couldn't be the most comfortable position in the world. On the other hand, if Ahmaht was carrying both of the girls, that left Zel's hands wide open. He'd already figured he'd be watching the foreigner's back before he said it. Now as to his theory...<br/><br/>"Yes," Zel said, "It was. The tablet was a memorial dedicating the Videlian Woodlands to Sylph, the wind spirit. It was rather ironic though, reading it when the place looks like this," he said, kicking a bit of ash as he followed Ahmaht the way their foot prints had come from.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"I wonder what happens when I pass out,"</span>Ahmaht joked.<br/><br/>Zel gave a slight smile. "I suppose then I would have to carry you. Possibly with Sigrun's help. You shouldn't be too heavy, but the size difference would make things difficult." Zel couldn't quite picture trying to sling Ahmaht over his shoulder. "Let's just try to avoid the situation. Hence forth, neither of us are allowed to pass out," Zel said with a slight smile.