"You've done it now," Mesaraih said to Valehna, rolling his eyes at her. "It's going to be difficult getting us all back together again now."<br/><br/>Valehna seemed unmoved by it all. "If I can't feel comfortable around her, I don't mind her leaving," she said. She turned away from everyone, biting her lip. She probably shouldn't have cared as much as she did, but now that the group seemed to be splintering she wanted to be alone herself.<br/><br/>"Well I'm going to see if there's anything that can be done. If you don't feel comfortable around her then you won't feel comfortable around me, addled by blood magic as my head might be," he said. He walked past Tal, who at that moment was just beginning to be unfrozen from Ester's spell.<br/><br/>Valehna felt anger boiling up inside her. She was still sure that her hunch about Ester was right, and it only made her more angry that the other elf refused to admit it. If only she had come clean, she could have been trusted. But as it was, with her attempts at hiding the truth, Valehna couldn't take anything she said at face value. And now she felt she was being made into a villain just for being cautious. She sat on the ground, cross legged, and tried to meditate her anger away. Her hands glowed with intermittent green energy.<br/><br/>Mesaraih jogged until he finally saw Ester ahead, walking down the staircase. He walked slower now, not wanting to catch her by surprise, especially not in the mood she was in. "You'll at least want some water if you're leaving," he said, holding out his water flask to her.