Larea snapped back to reality with a start as Zel said something. She had been lost in her own thoughts and accidentally wound up staring at him, or at least it seemed like she was; her focus was in her mind, rather than what she was looking at. She smiled awkwardly and raised her hands, waving them back and forth in an attempt to signal that nothing was wrong, although she thought it probably came out more suspicious than anything. Judging by the way he acted and the mask he wore, it was evident that Zel took no pride in the way he looked, and she didn't want to be rude, but her curiosity grew more every moment. Maybe she could get him to tell her some day, but she didn't want to seem ungrateful. She turned away from him slightly and pulled her knees closer, fidgeting with her hair again out of embarrassment as her gaze went back and forth between each of her companions.