Though he kept a close eye on the entire crowd - or as close as he could, Theron's attention kept getting pulled back to the trio, which was now a foursome now that Alyssa had ended up next to them.<span style="font-style: italic">I wonder what the odds of that are...?</span>he mused, all the folks he'd noticed, crammed into such a small space. Not that he was a particularly superstitious sort, and the notion of it being some cosmic sign was entertained for a scant few moments in jest before he turned his mind back towards surveillance. Slowly, he made his way through the crowd to get a better look, moving closer.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>Reaching forwards, Eruin gives her a soft little poke right in the center of her back, saying - in a slightly louder voice, this time - "Hey? Little pixie?! Er...why are you...singing to yourself? With no music? And strings in your ears? Helllooooo little pixie?"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Theron managed to get close enough just in time to hear Eruin's attempt to get her attention and watch the wolf accidentally prod her off the boat's railing.<span style="font-style: italic">Oh dear. She had wings, right? I do hope she's okay.</span><br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>In a superman like pose Twilah bolts from the water and flutters back up to the riling. Her entire little face bright red with anger as she quickly gazes around those scattered near by. Unsheathing her quarter of an inch dagger from her belt she swings it in the air in a typical peter pan like motion. “That’s it! Who did that? Show yourself so that I may smite thee with my mighty blade! Justice shall be done!” </div></blockquote><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Guess she does,</span>he thought, somewhat amused by the show though he tried to not let his amusement show on his face.<span style="font-style: italic">A tiny blade? So much for those fae magics, perhaps I overestimated this one.</span><br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>It all fell into place.<br/><br/>"Lucky I caught you, or you'd have smushed her instead of just knocking her overboard!" Holding up his hands defensively, he eyes the enraged pixie, motioning with a sideways jerk of his head to the Tiefling beside him "Aaah...I'm sure she didn't mean it. Despite the evil little smirk on her face when she walked over, I think it was a real trip that made her push you. Surely there was something around here she tripped over..." Carefully eyeing the ground, he spots nothing right off the bat to use against her - then again, he was not the most proficient or smoothest liar around "...Maybe not. Heck, maybe she did push you. Shame on you..." He waggles a finger at Alyssa, before returning his attention to the angered pixie "Ahh well. Inflict your deathly doom on her."</div></blockquote><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Justice be done indeed</span>, Theron thought, echoing the pixie's words. His mood turned dark as he watched the wolf try to deflect blame from himself off onto the tiefling. That simply would not do, no sir.<br/><br/>"How very uncouth," he commented, slipping through the last few members of the crowd. "First you push someone a fraction of your size into the water, then not only do you not have the stones to own up to it, you<span style="font-style: italic">then</span>blame someone else for it," he practically growled. "You can lie to her, but<span style="font-weight: bold">I</span>saw what happened, and I don't let folks pawn off their problems on innocents. Why don't you just grow a pair, admit your mistake and apologize, eh?" He smiled pleasantly, though from both his tone and body language it was very much an implied threat.<br/><br/>Of course, Theron was by no means willing to escalate things to a fight just yet - no one was in<span style="font-style: italic">real</span>danger thus far - but he wasn't going to let it slide on his watch. Both pride and his dedication to protecting those innocent of wrong-doing demanded it.