Taryn stopped, stock still, meeting that burning gaze, relaxing under its power, drawing closer. He put her away from him and she felt bereft. She considered throwing herself into his arms and hang the consequences. Before she had to test the invisible lines that separated conduct unbecoming to a Talent, shouts called out,<br/><br/>"Hello the cave! We come in peace. May we approach?"<br/><br/>Raschen crossed to the entry way. Taryn followed but her blocked her with his outstretched arm.<br/>"This would be the time to use your Talent until I can gauge the safety of this encounter."<br/><br/>Used to taking orders, Taryn stepped back and only a stream of rusty water flowed through the cave where she had stood.