For several moments, timing seemingly dragging on, the tall cloaked figure of the elf did nothing. No sound passed her lips, no movement from her body with the bow held loosely in one hand and the arrow in the other hand. The only thing that moved was the violet eyes within her hood, ageless violet eyes that have seen more horror and strangeness than one should have. Slowly Essa moved her gaze from one person to the next, her mind running through countless scenerios in her head; how would each being react to the different actions she could possibly take.<br/><br/>If things went wrong, it would get ugly fast. Not that she wasn't sure she would survive in the end, but it would be a costly encounter with this many around her. The human in the metal armor was big and powerful, but he would be slow compared to her and would help shield her against any attacks from his companions. Add in the fact that the chatter she heard before the Ramen joined her seemed to indicate they had not been together very long at all, which would further hamper their effects as miscommunications between them would cause hesitations and foul up attacks. No, the odds she calculated were in her favor but such an encounter would not be worth the cost.<br/><br/>All this ran through her head in the mere moments it took for the one Ramen to rejoin the group and the second one to attempt to bluster and bully her. As tempting it would be to put that one in his place right away, the others would take it as a hostile action and react accordingly. Instead she held Foran's gaze, her own eyes showing not even the slightest hint of fear or hestiancy as the Ramen blusted in her face, the look in her eyes that of one who has seen far more than the exposed appearance of a Ramen.<br/><br/>Focusing her gaze on the human male, she quirked an eyebrow at his comment; now ignoring the Ramen who got in her face, a silent accouncement that she didn't consider him worth wasting her time or energy on.<span style="color: purple">"If I wished you harm, I most certainly would not announce my presence by literally just dropping in. If that was the case, a storm of arrows would have rained down upon your camp before you would realize what was happening. It's safe to put your blade away Warrior."</span>She finished before moving past Foran and dropping to a knee before Verita, staying far enough back that she could attempt to roll out of the way if the girl got too jumpy and let loose her nocked arrow.<br/><br/><span style="color: purple">"That is fine well crafted bow there little one, did you make it yourself? You certainly know how to handle a bow well, although I would suggest a few deep breaths to settle yourself before you accidently shoot one of your companions."</span>Essa let a slight smile cross her lips. She kept her eyes on Verita, the most visibly nervous of the group, but pitched her voice so all were address.<span style="color: purple">"Would you kindly allow a traveller to share your fire?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>