When she mentioned needing her belt for the actual process to get the help to them to begin the process of changing the ship into an Airship, Darion stalled a bit while he debated with himself.    He had hated this woman before the fey had interfered, but now he wasn’t sure he could or did anymore.   It would come back later he was sure.  Probably just the aftereffects of the Fey’s magic and the hate would come back later.  Didn’t mean he trusted her exactly, but she had to have a way to get the help here.  And that would likely be in her belt.<br/><br/><span style="color: green">“Yeah, if it is the only way to get the people here to change the ship as we need to… we’ll summon whoever we need.  I need to get someone to bring your stuff here then.”</span>He never even got a chance to actually call for someone.<br/><br/>Darion was actually a bit surprised when there was that loud banging on the door before it was bashed in by the large iron giant.  It sounded like he was worried about what that scream of pleasure had meant, or he didn’t know.  How could anyone so big be so innocent as to not know what that what scream of hers had meant.  Of course Darion still had no real knowledge of what the giant was other than him being dangerous.  And crazy strong to have burst through the door so quickly.  It made darion reach for his sword that was on the floor before he paused as he heard the question.<br/><br/>So he stayed silent as Winnie dealt with him, though when she bent down to retrieve the rest of her cloths and started to get dressed, he couldn’t resist watching.  Even though he had already seen it all.  Of course the thief idiot came down from the deck as well to interrupt them as well, and he was carrying the crate that had all their weapons in it.  of course he ended up seeing Winnie naked after mentioning someone new had arrived as well.  What he didn’t expect was the reaction.<br/><br/>Then again, maybe he should have as what it sounded like, they had come here from a tragedy.  Darion decided to take a seat on his bed, with his sword next to him as he raged.<span style="color: green">“If she is as dangerous as you all make her seam, I doubt that what she is missing are something called ‘Anti-Prego’ potions.”</span>Was something like that even made?  Though as Darion looked he too was a bit curious as to what had happened.  Maybe he would ask the healer or Alapha what had happened the next time he saw them.<br/><br/>It was around that time that they grey feathered Aviari walked up behind the pair and listened.  She decided to answer for him.<span style="color: gray">“Your Thief and minor mage friend there, and his new girlfriend got in a fight on deck before starting to flirt.  In their scuffle over nothing, they knocked the crate over which shattered your vials.  I have canceled out any of them that were spilled and dangerous.  It has exhausted me, so I am done being a stool pigeon.  I am exhausted, and way too old to still be awake.  Good night.”</span>With that she walked away to fly to the other ship and get to bed.<br/><br/><span style="color: green">“But it doesn’t matter how powerful someone is, it is sometimes not possible to stop a tragedy like what happened to your city… Did you do anything to stop it, could you have?”</span>Darion replied back to what the thief had said, especially the look he was giving the bird woman.  Darion didn’t move as he looked at the man, with a blank look on his face.  This boy didn’t scare Darion at all.<span style="color: green">“Different people deal with tragedies differently, and those ways can be… interesting when a fey is involved… but if the way you are acting now is how you deal with them, then it would be best for you to leave at the next port.  You are a liability to the survival of people in my care.”</span><br/><br/>As Darion said that, he looked at the knife in the guy’s hands, and knew he probably had more if he didn’t hand that one over.<span style="color: green">“Also, Our agreement was to hand over all your weapons… drop all of yours in the crate now, or I will force you to.”</span>Darion threatened while glaring at the man, with a much better death glare than he had.  Darion’s held promise, not just a threat.<br/><br/>After that though he turned his attention to   Winnie, and her offer to bring her friend here.<span style="color: green">“Do it… the sooner you summon him, the less time we will have to spend in the nearest city that isn’t safe…”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>