Ester raised an eyebrow at the man collecting leaves and starting a fire. She rolled her eyes and shook her head, clearing her throat as she waited for him to remember their little deal. "You know, I can start a fire with the flick of my hand, right?" She reminded him, stepping closer to the fire and dropping into a cross-legged sitting position. The fire was nice against her cold skin.<br/><br/>She looked down at the dagger in her hands. The mage had planned to give it to him<span style="font-style: italic">after</span>he released her from her handcuffs. However, the way he had been acting made her gut instinct tell her he wouldn't turn his back on her now. She sensed that he was afraid of her, at least enough to not cross her yet. With that thought, she lightly tossed the dagger down to land beside him, the tip stabbing the orange flames that cast a warm light on the cave walls.<br/><br/>The cave was small, comfortably hidden behind greenery meaning that the Darkspawn - and any other foe - shouldn't be able to find them easily. At least not without actively looking for them or the cave itself.<br/><br/>She held her hands out to him, the blood still dripping from beneath them every now and then. Her skin was red raw. Dark, fierce eyes watched him expectantly, waiting for him to keep up his end of the bargain.