Ester watched him as he spoke back, though it looked like his words weren't persuading her at all. She rolled her eyes at his offer of help, finally looking away. As if she would accept his help anyway. She'd rather accept the desire demons, not that that would get her into a better situation. She wondered if it would reappear, perhaps under a different disguise? The four of them would have to be careful not to fall into another one of its traps. Though luckily, Mesaraih and Ester knew the warning signs.<br/><br/>"Just drop it." She instructed, standing up swiftly and walking over to the house that Tal and Valehna were sleeping in. She wasn't sure what time it was, but it must've been nearing morning time and they needed to crack on with finding the lyrium if they had any chance of returning to the nostalgia spirit by evening. The elf hoped that with all the probable Darkspawn fighting, Mesaraih would forget about what the demon had said. If not, she supposed their progress would all be undone.<br/><br/>She didn't bother to knock, swinging the door open and clapping her hands. "Okay, nap time is over. Let's go." She demanded, clearly stressed.<br/><br/>Tal woke up almost immediately, sitting upright and looking startled. His hand had reached down to grab his axe, but when Ester came into focus he realised she was waking them up to get on with the day and not because there was any danger. He sighed, rubbing his eyes before turning so his feet hit the ground.<br/><br/>"Not a morning person, hm?" He asked.