Tae'loren's first movement upon waking had been to reach for his sword, but Elariel watched as his mind woke with awe-inspiring speed and his hands stilled. She was pleased that he moved quickly, getting dressed and gathering his few belongings without hesitation. She did the same, knowing that some of her items were scattered throughout the camp, but those would have to be left behind. Her own mind whirred as she tried to figure out what to do. She knew the others were not in immediate danger, as he was, but she also hated the thought of leaving them. Though if she went into their room now to rouse them they may not believe her, or they might try and argue with her plan for escape. Her eyes narrowed in on Tae'loren, her heart bursting with affection for him, and she pursed her lips. She weighed her options and found that his life and her own freedom were most at risk. She watched as his drew out the communication device.<br/><br/>"Not just yet, we need to get out of here, fast," She said with a grateful nod. "We will need to get to the edge of the edge of our teleportation barriers, towards the grain silo. If we get there I can teleport us out. He can meet us once we are away from this place. They- they are calling in reinforcements now, once the summoning stops. We don't have long."<br/><br/>Elariel reached forward, taking Tae'loren's hand in her own, her other hand ducking into her pocket and tugging out some reagants, ready to cast if need be.<br/><br/>"If we see Roe'nor or Neras we need to take them down; but I think we are best avoiding them if we can."<br/><br/>Elariel led Tae'loren to the door and pressed her ear against it, listening as the front door of the cottage opened and shut and Roe'nor's footsteps echoed through the hallway. He didn't even pause outside their door as he strode past, so arrogant and convinced of his own success that it didn't even occur to him. Elariel pulled Tae'loren against her and gave him one last heated, passionate kiss as she heard Roe'nor rustling about in his room. Then he strode back out  and she counted her breaths.<br/><br/>"Let's move," she said.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>