Raj did stop talking...when he wasn't tired and ninety percent asleep on his feet. He was exhausted and had not stopped fleeing for a few days now. He closed his eyes for a moment. He may be revealing too much of himself. Maybe even too quickly but something told him to trust her. Besides which having no interaction with others as far as talking went had been short and more based on leave me alone. He stopped talking though. Not saying much else after that. He felt fear and you would too if you spent ninety percent of the time you were awake running for your life.<br/><br/>He frowns as she talked to him like he was a moron. Yet doesnâ€™t comment upon it. He was tired and might just be reading too much into it. He opened his eyes and looks at her. â€œI get the point.â€ he says a moment later. He wasnâ€™t stupid and to a point he was young he was almost nineteen. Not as wise in the ways of magic as she was. He was also afraid for his life. Worried about whether or not he was going to die from one moment to the next. He sighs a bit and looks at her. He looks at her again.<br/><br/>Letting out a sigh of relief as she said they were here. Looking at where they were. Walking with her up the stairs and hears his stomach growl loudly. He tries to ignore it. Looking around at the beautiful home. It was lovely and then some. He stops walking after about running into her. He watched the door click open. â€œThatâ€¦was cool.â€ he says like any male of fifteen through twentyâ€¦possibly older. He walked inside and hoped he wasnâ€™t walking into a trap set by the black robes.<br/><br/>He looks at her and about jumped out of his skin at her words. â€œMerlin?!â€ he exclaims in a way that screamed I have heard that name before. He looks at her. â€œHow do you know that old man?â€ he asks a split second later. â€œHave you seen him too?â€ he asks within a second of asking the first question. Wondering if the man was here. He didnâ€™t know but now he was visually more relaxed. â€œSo the old man was rightâ€¦â€ He whispers. Blinking rapidly as he walked inside. He felt like someone was putting a small amount of restraints on him.<br/><br/>The birthmark on his back began to get warm. It began to be visually outlined. The same color as the flame which had protected him from her magic. The birthmark becoming very visible to her eyes alone. As she was directly behind him. He looks around. Trying to adjust to the light difference of the outside. He was having a bit of difficulty as he had used the darkness for running for so long now.