<span style="color: #00FF00">Valehna gave a sniffly sort of chuckle as Tal pointed to the house. "I agree. I also think they're dysnfuctional enough to make it feel as if the whole group is, even when not all of us are."<br/><br/>She closed her eyes for the moment, feeling the hum of whatever magic was at work permeating through the air. It wasn't an oppressive feeling, but the fact that it seemed to always be there made her feel uneasy. She found it was rather hard to open her eyes again when she tried to, having lulled herself into lethargy. <br/><br/>"Think it might be about time to head back," she said, stretching her arms out in front of her. "Let the other two have a run out here so we can get some sleep."</span><br/><br/>Mesaraih grinned at Ester at her first words. "Hey, I'm not like you. If I do my job right, my targets don't have time to be scared before they're," he snapped his fingers,  "dead."<br/><br/>For a moment he wondered why he was divulging so much information about himself. He hadn't travelled with people in a long time. He was mostly a lone wanderer, and any friends he made were just in passing. He hadn't quite gotten used to seeing the same people every day, and he felt rather foolish for feeling like it was okay to talk about himself just because they were his current companions. That could change at any moment, and only convenience had brought them together.<br/><br/>He frowned at Ester's condolensces. "I really wish I hadn't told you that," he said.<br/><br/>He wasn't sure what more to say. Pity had always bothered him, and it made him all the more annoyed that he had blurted out part of his past. Not that he believed Ester was necessarily pitying him, but it was close enough.<br/><br/>"Hm," he said thoughtfully after she shared some of her past as well. He was rather surprised that she had. "Well forgive me for saying it, but they sound like idiots. I sure as hell wouldn't want to get on your bad side. I mean, yeah, I might annoy you here and there, but betray you? It'd be my funeral."<br/><br/>He grimaced dramatically, as if vividly picturing the repercussions of what that might bring.