Oh, the temptation to do what she did best: Run. Every muscle, tendon, and survival skill was telling her to get OUT of this situation and that she would be safer if she ran. But, the voice inside her head said "<span style="font-style: italic">I'll be safer.. But will they?"</span><br/>"I'm game." She said, nonchalantly.<br/><br/>Mikil didn't know exactly what she though about Tomakie. On one hand, all Mikil wanted was for Tomakie to trust her. But, it was almost as if Tomakie didn't want<span style="font-style: italic">us</span>to trust<span style="font-style: italic">her</span>.<br/>Suddenly Mikil remembered where they were going -To get the crystal spear-.... On the Caenai land...<br/>"Nathalyan, I've just had a thought.. How open to Felaenines are your people?" She asked, hesitant. She didn't want to offend him, but she also didn't like the odds of the coming predicament. They would already be touchy because of us taking the Crystal Spear, a Felaenine might put them right over the edge...