Demetre was amused at Morrighan's chuckle "Well then, shall we get moving Demetre gestured before him, "Please take the lead, I would prefer not to get us lost," he laughed, "Oh well you know what, I am just going to head out, seeing that the tree line is right there" he finished. Demetre walked toward the tree line, his hood still up over his face, his muscles tensed as they usually were.<br/><br/>He was ready in any case for if something were to happen, Walking on the tree line he started to whistle the old tune that had been stuck in his head since he waited for Morrighan at that old farming building or other. It sounded sort of like a lullaby, but it also sounded like it could have been something else, the tune sounded epic and each little whistle match that of the birds, he liked it, so he kept doing it.