Verita had tried with every sense of pride she had still left in her body to seem somewhat calm and at ease with the situation. She knew in her heart her façade was not working, and as she stumbled rather clumsily for her own standards into everyone's vision, she noticed the look in Darion's eyes. Mistaking it for pity, she tried straightening her back to look more confident with the simple and way-too-small straps around her body, however his response to offer her his cloak were more then welcome, but rather a dent in her security. Apparently she looked like someone that had to be looked after for, and not the traveller's guide they all had expected her to be since yesterday was history.<br/><br/>With a rather fake smile trembling on her lips, she looked even more the part of a frail and frightened little girl when she took the cloak out of Darion's hands. Especially since she tried her utmost best not to look at the strong muscled physique of her male traveller companion. Unlike her, he did not seem to be bothered the least with the fact he was exposed to the elements of the forest. In fact, as she peered trough her fluttering eyelashes, he seemed to look proud in his naked form. Verita had to admit that he was rather pleasant to look at, a feeling creeping upon her that felt like a pixie was still working on her skin with the oily substance, made her swallow hard and avert her curiously peeking gaze from his naked form.<br/><br/><b><span style="color: DarkRed">''Thank you, Darion. I think I kind of need it, since.. Well since those little devilish things ripped my robes apart! I have no idea to get a new robe, I can't go back home and grab one, can I?''</span></b><br/><br/>As she wrapped the long cloak around her body, covering herself completely in the dark fabric she left the hood down and looked at herself with a genuine smile back on her lips. Yes she felt much more comfortable around the others knowing she was at least covered before their eyes. However the feeling of being all hot and flustered again from her peeking looks at Darion made her want to run after the ashen elf and bathe the oil of her skin as soon physically possible. Common courtesy towards the man, and the rising tension in the group made her decide to move the entire group slowly towards the lake however. Even though she wanted nothing more then to be alone and deal with the conflicting strange feelings that were pooling up in her stomach so rapidly.<br/><br/>Hearing Donchen speak, she turned her attention to the little fox and answered him with a quizzical look on her eyes.<br/><br/><b><span style="color: DarkRed">''I don't know.. It might be a riddle to be figured out later on, but for now I think we need to wash the dust and oil of our bodies before it might leave some unwanted effects.. I know that not everybody is waiting for that elven woman to join our little group, but for now we have to accept that she did save us. However she might think otherwise, it might be better to follow her and keep her friendly, before we find her turn on us when we turn our backs on her... You know? Besides, she seemed to look very interested when Darion knew her name, I think.''</span></b><br/><br/>Verita looked at the new girl that introduced herself to the group and returned her wondering looks with a bright and genuinely kind smile in the hope it would make the girl friendly towards everyone as well. Yet another naive and silly thought of her mind, but nobody ever got far with being a bitch right?<br/><b><span style="color: DarkRed"><br/>
''What do you think Dawn? Have you seen her before, we don't even know were you're from but you and the elf seem to be there almost at the same moment. I'm beginning to think that some things aren't coincidence any more these days.. Especially after that strange warning the pixies gave us.''</span></b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>