Aluren continued his awkward stare, watching as she seemed to penguin her way to a tree in hopes of cleansing herself. The knight couldn't help but chuckle, chin raising as he'd attempt to peek at her but to no avail. "Be sure the tree isn't.. alive!" He's call out as the soft clatter of metal plates are heard.<br/><br/>He began gathering his armor in an organized pile to allowed him to easily piece it all together. Finding his pants balled up, he'd slip those on first before getting to work. He moved slowly, finding  himself more cautious of the surrounding area and how oddly quiet it had been for them. "How strange." He softly whispered, his gaze now lifting to the treetops or at least as far up as he could see before unnatural darkness shrouded the rest of his vision.<br/><br/>He'd groan softly as he leaned over, slipping his boots on and tightening each strap that kept his armor bound to them. "It is strange we have not encountered any undead, I highly doubt they are lacking in this region... What makes this place so special?" He spoke just loud enough for her even if she were more worried about how sticky her thighs were. That thought made him pause, once more thoughts of her bare form below him causing him to exhale slowly, eyes closing as he attempted to keep the sensual thoughts at bay.<br/><br/>"I am sure we will find a stream in this  region, the mountains were known to many such locations... I just do not know if we are even in the same plane of reality at this point." Slipping on the final pieces of his armor, he'd take a few steps closer to her tree, head tilting to the side as he attempts to look toward her. "Is all alright, Isalisk?"