Crossing her arms she'd use her hands to rub to each opposing arm, though not that any would see.  Her gaze would set a few times to the ground as they walked with their hastes and after a time she'd start to move ahead of Meren instead of behind or beside him.  She figured it best strategic wise as she could scout a few feet ahead of him without being spotted.  Though as they made their way to the next block she'd notice Meren giving pause to create a rune based trap.  Casting her eyes on it she'd make some attempt to read the runes before shaking her head, unsure if it was for the best.  Magic left signatures which this act was a thing of resistance.  Though one would probably think that they would die under this attack.<br/><br/>"Of course...Runeology is a helpful system...Not that I'm any good for it..."<br/><br/>What few spells she had she could not trigger as trap based runes.  They had to have a process to focus on a specific target, though preparing runes on hand held products made for easy castings.  Not that she thought she'd ever have to.  She still felt her stomach twisting in knots at the smell of the burning corpses and with the scene in general.  Not long ago her world was turned upside down when her family disinherited her and shortly after the village she knew was being decimated for unknown reasons.<br/><br/>It made her feel sick but she knew she had to keep going, and with that would she wait in silence after Meren's words to follow behind him again for several steps before going ahead of him again.  Should any enemies be around the corner she'd likely pull him back a few steps to be sure he wasn't spotted off guard.