Glanced at the old tree, his frustration continuing to calm down as she explained her plan. "It is certainly better than nothing." He'd nod, unsheathing his sword as he approached  the tree, fallen branches and twigs snapping loudly beneath him. Unsheathing his sword, he'd cut two diagonal patterns into it as a crude arrow.<br/><br/>"The fell wench will suffer for what she has done. She won't be taken from me." He muttered under his breath, his words dripping with venom. Though in this silence one could practically hear the others heartbeat, but he didn't seem to care if anyone or anything heard him and his ramblings, simply moving to mark each tree that she did not.<br/><br/>Several trees in, the knight would stop, turning his head to the  right to look back at the dragoness, his gaze drifting over her form before resting upon her fair complexion. His body seemed to relax then, an almost relieved sigh escaping his lungs as he admired her untarnished beauty. "I don't know what we will see once we escape, Isabella. But I will do everything I can to end this curse before it is too late."<br/><br/>He'd dig the edge of his sword into the next tree, looking back at his work as if not expecting her to even be able to reply to his words.