Aneron was a bit shocked, at the least. It seems this woman could talk quite a bit when prompted. Disappointed she didn't know more about this man, he turned to watch the people in question as she began to explain some sort of incident where her things were stolen.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"These people are quite odd...I wonder what secrets they have. Could they help me in my quest for power?"</span>Aneron thought to himself. Startled out of his thoughts by a lapse in the small elf's story, Aneron nods to the woman and says "Well, it's only to be expected. You can't trust others, no matter where you are. It's probably a good lesson for you to learn. It is a necessity to be on guard at all times, especially for one such as yourself. Anyways, I hope you find you belongings." On that last note, Aneron turns towards the market square and fades into the crowd.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I will have to keep an eye on these folk, for it seems that they have strange peculiarities about them. I, of all people, should know and understand that fateful events seem to gravitate towards the abnormal and strange." </span>Aneon thinks to himself as he finds yet another corner to watch the group from afar.