"Who said I let it slide?" The elf asked, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips. Normally, she probably would have snapped back or cast a spell to make the man uncomfortable. Part of her was too tired, the other was too busy feeling unsettled by their current mission to bother with petty quarrels. Besides, they'd made progress and she probably shouldn't be trying to undo that.<br/><br/>She wrapped the cloak tighter round her body in an attempt to fight off the cold air of the thaig. She'd never been good with the cold, which was a surprise considering her talents with the elements. She raised an eyebrow at Mesaraih's next comment, shaking her head.<br/><br/>"I've no interest in small talk." She commented, eyes gazing out to look upon the lake. Was that cold of her to say? One minute they were fighting each other and now he was asking her such pointless questions. She wondered if she'd made a mistake, being nice to him. At least when she was horrible, she had no just reason to trust him and he didn't have to trust her. But travelling so far, they needed to trust each other, right? She couldn't help but shake the feeling that she'd set herself up for betrayal all over again.<br/><br/>But he<span style="font-style: italic">was</span>being nice and he'd saved her life on multiple occasions. He didn't have to let her out of the cage and yet he did. A sigh left her lips at her conflicted feelings. "Red." She stated, looking down at the floor and tracing a pattern into the gravel with her finger.