Clara turned back in shock when Art suddenly started yelling about something. She stuck her sword into the ground and went over to him, "What is wrong Aart?" She asked a few steps away from him and using his name for the first time. When she got closer to him she was able to see tears streaming down his face. Her Captain persona cracked at the site of his tears and his pleas for something to stop. She wasn't sure what to do, but if his shoutings continued then anything in a hundered miles would know they were there.<br/><br/>She remembered what had happened the other day and how she had somehow managed to pull him out of whatever trance he was in. She kneeled down in front of him and since he didn't acknowledge her she placed her hands on his shoulders, "Art you have to stop it or you are going to end up alerting everything in these caves to our presence!" She yelled over his shouts but still he did not respond. His eyes looked far off as he continued to shout. She then placed her hands on the side of his face, "Dammit dragon fucking stop this!!" Still he did not answer and she became nervous as though many eyes were searching every cornor to find who was shouting.<br/><br/>She could only think of one way at the moment to make him stop and her heart thunderd in her chest at what she was about to do. She held his face in place and meshed her lips with his and silently cursed him for making her do this.