At the words from the ashen elf, darion just rolled his eyes a bit.<span style="color: seagreen">“A glare does not mean the same thing as just staring.”</span>He stated a moment before turning away finally as she started to walk off in the direction they were likely going to have to head anyway.<span style="color: seagreen">“Plus if you didn’t want people to stare, you would actually wear cloths.”</span>He stated back before turning to the group he actually thought he was a part of.<br/><br/>Darion smiled comfortingly to Verita as she took the offered cloak.<span style="color: seagreen">“Yeah, It could help.  it's not exactly warm out here”</span>Not that he could complain about what the pixies had forced her to wear.  But the look she wore on her face, no matter how much she was trying to hide it, was that she was completely uncomfortable with how much skin she was showing.  Trying to act tough and not concerned even though she was obviously very shy.    She needed the cloak, she wasn't like him, completely comfortable in his own skin apparently.  Plus he still felt quite warm with the adrenaline that had been him getting ready for a potential fight with Lilith, and the aftereffects of whatever the pixies had done.<br/><br/>As soon as she had the cloak he moved back to where his stuff had been dropped.  Debating his idea to follow along with this group as he listened to everything being said about them.  And he did notice her glances at him before and a few times after he had given her the cloak.  If nothing else that was his cue to get dressed as well.  Though at one of her glances, he did force out a little cough to get her attention away from his body.<span style="color: seagreen">"I don’t think you are the only one needing some new cloths.”</span><br/><br/>That mostly came as he pulled out of the pile what remains of his own shirt.  The pixies had not been gentle with in or patient enough to take it off.<span style="color: seagreen">“Looks like I won’t be wearing my breastplate for a while.  Do you know how much that metal chafes without cloth or leather under it?”</span>he grumbled and tossed the torn cloth off to the side.  At least the pants were in usable condition, as soon as his belt had been removed the pants barely could stay up on their own.  They had fallen once his boots slipped off.<br/><br/>The plain soft leather he pulled on, trying to ignore the feeling of it sliding over where that pixie oil was still on,  he couldn’t resist the shiver than ran up him though at the feeling of the soft leather over the skin where that oil had touched.  Damn the pixies, and damn it having been so long since he had been with a woman, making it so easy on them.  After he pulled those on, and put his sword belt around his waist to hold them up, and keep his sword at his side, Darion gathered up all his armor to bundle together onto his shield.  Once it was all together he used the remaining leather belts to hold it all so he could carry them all.<br/><br/>It was when he was gathering all that up that he noticed the one Ramen gone, and he didn't really care about that, no, instead he turned on Dawn at her replies.<span style="color: seagreen">“She is not with us by choice Dawn.  And I get the feeling that, short of killing her, we aren’t going to be able to get rid of her now.”</span>He looked at her, obviously not as threatened by Dawn as he was of the ashen elf.<span style="color: seagreen">“And what was happening here was not by our choice at all either.”</span>He glared at her at her saying she was coming with them, but then he had no real say about any of that.  If she was smart at all, she would walk away and forget she had even seen them…<span style="color: seagreen">"Fine, tag along, but I am keeping my eye on you like I am her."</span>And he had to admit he couldn't really trust any of them, new or part of the group.  they had all been thrown together so suddenly, it was too much of a coincidence.<br/><br/>Darion laughed a bit when foran said Razer had left.<span style="color: seagreen">“Looks like someone finally did the smart thing and walked away.  especially after seeing what the pixies did”</span>He knew he probably should, but Verita had saved them from her village, he would stick around to keep her safe at least, even though he had failed at that with the pixies.<br/><br/>At the question about where they are going, He agreed with something Verita had said.<span style="color: seagreen">“I don’t know about you all, but I agree with Verita about Lilith.  Best keep her in sight so she doesn’t decide to gut us in our sleep.”</span>He stated and started walking along the path the said elf had taken.  He was carrying his armor and all his gathered camp supplies with him.<span style="color: seagreen">“Maybe she is heading somewhere where we can wash this damn pixie oil crap off.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>