The pair sat idly as Lilu worked.<br/>Still curled up with his chin resting on his knees, Dark watched the ritual closely; this time not out of suspicion but out of admiration. He became entranced as the orange line appeared as Lilu traced a circle with his finger. To be able to practice magic was a incredible feat and watching it was soothing. Lilu sat cross-legged, seemingly meditating, perhaps shifting through worlds in his mind. Dark had many questions but held his tongue, not wanting to disturb.<br/>Fidgeting as Ryo tried to decide on what to do; his eyes glanced between each person in the room. Unable to sit for any longer, he vacated the room and wandered down to the tavern with the aim to buy food. As he climbed down the stairs Ryo's hands rummaged through his pockets to check the sum of his wealth. There were a few coins left; enough to last them until they get to the new world, provided that they go within a few days. He wondered if the currency would be the same; would they accepted his left over coins. Granted, Ryo would give up the warrior life to earn a living but would finding employment be so easy. Would they be escaping a world of war to encounter poverty and famine. Both were proud persons; Ryo could not imagine either of them willingly begging on the streets, even though Dark could sing and dance while Ryo would juggle.<br/>At the bar Ryo ordered stew, bread and ale. He gulped his own while he waited for the food, perching on a wooden stool and hunched over, leaning against the counter top. He dismissed his fears, now was not the time to start developing second thoughts, especially as they found a magic user.<br/>The vectors on his back began to twitch and the hairs on the back of his neck raised; he was being watched. Without moving, Ryo used reflections and sounds to search for any suspicious people of interest. However it was not surprising he was being watched; the Wolfrum faction had defining traits, they were shorter but broad with wild hair and beards. Like dwarves, almost. Ryo, on the other hand, had prominent Western features; being tall, blonde and strong jawed. He kept his head low and his vectors on guard.<br/>Once the food arrived, he hastily returned upstairs, pacing along the corridor in case someone followed him to the room. When he was certain that he was alone, he returned to the room and presented the stew, silently as not to bother Lilu.