Berrac had followed Akris's lead, and eventually regrouped with the rest of his band. He expressed no words as his mind ran a hundred miles a minute. Though his armor hid it, between the sights, smells and the adhesive material of the mushroom he had a raging erection happening. He barely registered the natural beauty of the environment as the fauna eventually gave way to sparse vegetation. His attention was more focused on the swaying of the hips of the women in front of him. Their suits fitted them well enough to show their prominent hips, especially those of Issy. He would see if she would be inclined to a session of rough sex.<br/><br/>He frowned at himself, irritated at how his mind was drifting around. He should be more aware of his surroundings since one never knew when an attack would hit. So he tried to focus on the environment, his weapon out but inactive. But the feeling of the warm body of the fey in his hands was still distracting, every movement that she made his senses tingle and made him feel alive for some reason. His fingers moved slowly of their own accord as he held it aloft, though not in direct sight.<br/><br/>Once they finally got to the base his attention shifted to the bloodstains on the ground and he frowned in concern. He looked it over with an analytical eye trying to see what might have been the cause of death of whoever it might have been. But without an actual body there was no way to determine that. But what concerned him a little more was Akris's reasoning for the blood. It made no sense to him since he never exactly said what was the reason for the blood, only they were sorry for the remains. He looked to the others to see if they picked that up as well and looked back at the base.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>