[ Bah, what I wouldn't give for five minutes alone with whomever thought that projects due the same week as midterms would be a good idea... ]<br/><br/>Seeing Actil stir, even if only briefly, reassures Cyria that he is not in as dire shape as she feared.  The small key he gives her takes her by surprise, however - she didn't think that he had still mistaken her for his sister.  Yumina's somewhat backhanded compliment about keeping him alive makes her blush a bit; Cyria hadn't really realized the fact that she had never thought about potentially killing or otherwise incapacitating him until Yumina mentioned it.  "W-well, he could barely stand when we found him, much less be in any shape to actually fight, so..."<br/><br/>"Hmm.  Well, I don't think any taverns near here will be willing to serve quite the same kind of drinks that my people preferred -" flashing her fangs with a smile as she said so, "- but I'm sure we can work something out."  After tending to Naji's headache again, Cyria went back to busying herself with further examination of the strange key Actil had given her.  The fact that two of the inset stones were cracked hinted that it possibly drew on them to fuel some sort of spell or similar effect.  Quite lost in thought, Yumina's sudden exclamation drew her attention back up, only to see Alura's face firmly planted against her rump.  Very pointedly pulling out one of the rather thick books on spellcraft and magical theory she kept in her satchel, she started to look through it for any more clues as to the key's purpose.  However, the rather pleased-sounding noises coming from the pair were not something that she could so easily block out.<br/><br/>Thankfully, Johan's suggestion to retrieve the scout she had secured in the tree earlier came soon after.  "Of course.  Be right back."  While she had no issue with teasing and the like, what Alura was determined to do to Yumina at seemingly every opportunity was a step above that.  The fact that she wasn't involved likely played into her discomfort too, but after seeing Yumina in a fight, it was going to be a while before Cyria was truly comfortable around her.  Making her way across the field, she stops under the branch where she had tied up the diminutive scout, before scuttling up the tree to where she had secured him.  Not able to help herself, she popped her head up next to him much as she had done when she had initially tied him up.  "Miss me little one?  Don't worry, you're going back to your friends, no matter how appetizing you look."