The comfort he felt around her had grown. He was for sure that there was no point in pegging her as an enemy, she wasn't here to hurt him. It wasn't like she really could because as far as he could tell, she had no special powers, she had no weapons, and she was quite small and frail, so physical strength was out of the equation as well. He could easily down her with one blow if he wanted, but of course, there was no need for that at the moment. She wasn't being hostile, in fact, she was being quite helpful. She'd gotten his swords back like she had promised to, and that was a start.<br/><br/>After he'd asked where they were going to go next, she mentions the place where he had fallen. If he wanted to go there and see it. He nods, and like before, there was an urgency in the need to go to the place. Maybe he would find answers there. Answers to the whole situation as to why he was here, in this place, at this time. Why this was happening to him. And yet again, there was a small nudging in the back of his mind that there might be nothing for him there. But he knew he had to at least go, to see. Then, and only then, would he be able to figure out things from that point.<br/><br/>"Yes. We go now." He gestures for her to lead the way, holding tight to his weapons as he trailed after her. Glancing the side at her face, he watched her. Wondering what was on her mind. He had realized after seeing so many of the humans around him, that they were so easy to read, their emotions showed so plainly on their faces. However, with her, it was a bit hard to tell what she was feeling. If he had to guess, right now she felt happy, and if that wasn't the right word, maybe...satisfied? Or at least content. And hesitant.<br/><br/>After a while, he gave up on trying to read her emotions and focused instead on the fact that he felt...comfortable around her. She was a human, yes...but something about her felt safe. But that wasn't enough for him to completely let down his guard. However, it did mean he could relax a little. Others only pointed and stared more now as what looked to be a fluffy fox tail, the same color as his hair with a white tip appeared to sway gently behind him. He didn't react though, instead just kept following after her, not paying any attention to the humans that were around.<br/><br/>Eventually, they reach the gate that led out of the guarded city ship, and into the countryside. Immediately, to the northeast, Prometheus could see the huge towering bulk that rose from the ground. A dark mountain, where no life grew, no life lived or called home. To his kind, it was known as Shadow Mountain, but to the humans, he knew not what they called the structure. The whole thing gave off a malicious vibe, dark and brooding, seeming to absorb all light from the air around it, giving it an eternal shadowed look, clouds encircling the tip, lightning flashing here and there. The infernal storm made up of the darkness in all the hearts of those who had life and soul. Any creature in their right mind did not dare step foot upon its stony side, nor could they survive even if they tried. The only life that called the place home, or had, were the Lurkers, a race of Shadow Elves more dangerous and evil than evil itself. They were the reason as to why the war had even begun in the first place...and they were what had caused the end as well.<br/><br/>Then his focus shifts, turning to the other direction, a large expanse of wooded and forested area. It was a wild yet beautiful place, filled with life and energy, the very opposite of Shadow Mountain. It was known as Treferin Forest, which housed the oldest Elven city, Solaris. Most likely it was in ruins now, Solaris was home to the Woodlands Elves, who valued life and peace. They were one with nature itself and were known for their strong earth powers, growing plants in seconds, making giant trees out of tiny saplings. It was a mysterious place, but unlike a lot of the Elven tribes, the Woodland Elves opened their arms to any and all who happened to visit.<br/><br/>Thinking of that made him remember a friend whom he'd known in the Woodlands tribe. He had been an oddball, and quite young for an Elf. But he was smart and had a couple of unique abilities that only he was known to possess. But...thinking about him wouldn't bring him back to life. All the friends and companions that Prometheus had made during the war were all gone, never to be seen again. Turning his eyes to Emory, he waited for her to show him the spot where he had landed, trying to get his mind off of the fact that he would never see his friends again.