As the pixies flew away, Donchen was able to relax for the most part that they are gone, and the ashen elf woman will not try to hurt them yet. So, there was no need to feel anymore danger, and he drops his sword in relief, all the while letting out a deep breath.<br/><br/>His ears perked up upon hearing the riddle the pixies had chanted out loud, though he did not pay any attention to it. He could recall a vague memory of the pixie actually whispering very disturbing thoughts about what would have happened had they stayed together forever and ever. Donchen doesn't even want to think about pixies again.<br/><br/>When his sword hit the ground and gave a hint of how he was just that short, that Verita didn't notice that he was right behind Dawn's leg when she came over. He just chose to sit on his fluffy tail, clenching his forehead which had come down with a headache from the experience.<br/><br/>Back to current events, it's good to know the pixies are gone, he didn't have to make a mad dash towards his things nor plan an escape. That warning though, he didn't take any concern for it, but he speaks,<b>"I don't think the pixies meant anything for us to worry about. When she arrived,"</b>He thumb points to the gray elf woman who is slowly leaving the rest of the group to wash herself,<b>"I believe they only asked her to join because they were afraid. A last resort thing, you know? I've seen that a lot."</b>This was said in reference to how he was always running competitors out of the market, usually through stealing their merchandise and selling it himself. The people he runs out would have to form business partnerships to continue.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>