Aneiko heard the bird land on the wood elf's shoulder, and felt instantly more at ease as it became clear the falcon was not poised to strike. He considered her question, a brief look of puzzlement on his face, but he quickly asserted himself. "very well," he said, fidgeting with a small pendant. But as long as you're in this wood, you'll not leave my... Sight..." aneiko hesitated the last word, as anyone else would see a world enveloped by rippling blackness through his eyes, but it didn't deter him further. "Though I suppose that would defeat the notion of you actually enjoying the forest?" aneiko questioned rhetorically, and somewhat hopefully, as he felt unprepared to share any form of livin space with anyone.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>