Lazarus completely ignores Magpie, deciding that she was the type of person who would do all she could to try and make him angry. Instead, his gaze flicks from the small piece of meat to Liliana and an eyebrow is raised, almost as if in surprise.<span style="font-style: italic">Hm. Seems as if she doesn't know how to introduce herself. Well, I can't be too disappointed, she did just help fix a stranger who could have completely turned out to be a madman and killed her. Am I insane? No, no, I am as sane as one can expect.</span>Lazzy takes a bite out of the meat, realizing how ridiculous he would look crawling over to the fire.<span style="font-style: italic">Just like....well, in the land of the dead.</span>A flicker of pain flashes n his eyes, a mental pain that comes with a harsh memory. A harsh memory of running from demons, hunting down what few animals wandered in through the portals, and fighting off imps. He does a slight shake of his head, mentally pushing away the dark memories of the past and coming back into reality.<br/><br/>"No god brought me back." He answers slowly, his bright eyes giving Dex a surprised look.<span style="font-style: italic">So, he is more than a merchant? How did he come by these stories? Who is Poet? Mustn't ask now, don't want to get too involved with this crowd. Don't plan on staying too long.</span>The wounded man looks away from Dex and towards Liliana, not sure of what to make of her. He runs his hand through his shaggy hair, brushing away from his face in order to get a better look at her, all the while he is expressionless. He decides that she would help anyone, a danger to her or not, and looks down at his puppy, which is staring at Minion with a confused look on his face.<span style="font-style: italic">I owe her at least my leg. What could I do to pay her back quickly? I don't like my first major action in this world to land me in debt.</span>Lazarus thinks while scratching behind Cuan's ears.<br/><br/>Cuan tears his gaze away from the other wolf, Minion, to look up at Lazarus' face, mouth open and panting.<span style="font-style: italic">I need to get this blood washed away from me, Laz.</span>The wolf thinks while looking at Lazarus' face before closing his eyes an enjoying the rare scratch behind the ears. The wolf looks over at Minion and gives the other wolf a confused look, trying to figure out why it seems so scared of the crazy man. Cuan's ears prick up, hearing a small noise from some distance away.<br/><br/>Lazarus' gaze snaps over to the thick forest from whence he came. His eyes seem to cloud over as thoughts of murder rush into his head.<span style="font-style: italic">Kill....eat....tear....</span>a small voice whispers in his ear, distracting him from all conversation. He lowers his chin towards his chest, wondering why he is thinking of killing his saviors, when the sudden realization hits him. A memory of sitting on a hill, looking up at a night sky filled with stars that once seemed alien, thoughts of murder entered his head. As the voice got louder, other voices joined in, and he began to feel himself get angrier, and angrier. In the memory, he looks to the south part of the hill, where he sees a group of imps staring at him. In real time, his head lifts up, and he looks directly at Liliana and says one simple word that can cause a large amount of stress. "Demons." In the distance, a loud roar can be heard, echoing through the trees, causing birds to scatter. "We need to move." Cuan is scooped into the pocket, and Lazarus slowly rises to his feet, leaning more on his right side, his injured left leg used more for balance. Cuan pops his little head out of the pocket and stares at everyone, almost as if begging someone to help Lazarus, who seems dangerously close to making his injury worse by attempting to walk.