Damain snapped out his trance like figure for a second. He picked up his lugagge and continued to follow her. "hey..." he said in a concerned tone. "i told you how i felt about you.." he nudges her with his left shoulder, giving an awkward smile afterward. "course i'll protect you and Cynthia...." he walked closer to her. His mind was confused, split into two opinions. But one was if it was placed there, the other was revealed to him. He noticed things were getting nicer. "we must be close, right?"<br/><br/>A patrol of armed guards passed by them. Six of them in all, all carried a round steel shield in their left hands with their blades sheathed on the same side.<br/><br/>Cynthia giggled as they passed by, she waved to them and picked up her luggage. She went to Damain's free side and remained quiet. Though she clinged to him tightly. She surveyed the area, things became nicer and nicer, every step, house, and person waked by seemed much more lively then the lot in the lower class area.