Inyrra shook her head softly at the Elven clerics words. While it was true that he was vital in the success of their mission she was wary of his presence. She had a feeling that it would be eaither he or Gajol that would have the worst reaction to the truth of who she was. She took a deep breath and pushed to worry aside for now. Current business was priority. She looked to Himmel and asked her questions.<span style="color: indigo"> "Do you have any information on the number of people in this village? We may have to assume that some have fallen under the sway of this cult. I, for one, would like to know that if this mission does not go as planned we may still survive to fight our way back out." </span>She crossed her arms under her breasts as she awaited his answer.<br/><br/>Her attention was drawn to Aya as she simply plopped her cute self onto the stone floor and seemingly from nowhere withdrew a violin and bow. She could not suppress a smile. this one was as full of tricks as she had originally assumed, perhaps even more so. She would really have to watch herself around this one. The song captivated her and for a moment she forgot all about the mission, about Himmel's pending response, she just leaned forward, entranced by the absolute perfection of the music Aya played. It was breathtaking.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>