With the children safely wrangled from the depths of the temple, the naga no where to be seen, Xarithe sees little point in pursuing the naga, and thus sets his mind on the trip back.  Leading the lot of them had not been too difficult, but with a group of children adding to their number they would likely have a longer trip ahead of them.<br/><br/>The druid's face lights up at the image of Myria, tucked away safe and sound within the serpents coils, happy to see that no harm had come to the pair during that prolonged combat affair. "I'm glad to see the two of you have been getting along so well." he states, hissing down to his companion as he inquires about the goings on between them. As it  seemed they had gotten to know one another quite a bit better. To the mention of Ambrosia's curse, Xarithe smiles "You've the means to cure her?" he asks hopefully, lacking the necessary ability himself to heal such ailments.<br/><br/>The druid did not trust her entirely of course, though knew that by herself she did not pose a great threat to their number. She had been agreeable enough to this point, and as such Xarithe saw no reason to treat her any different then he had prior. Leaning down to gently brush the side of her cheek he offers "My previous offer of taking refuge within my own belly still stands dear......though perhaps it would be best to bind and tether you, a leash." he says with a slight grin, recalling her mention of the word in a previous conversation.<br/><br/>With all of that out of the way he turns to the others, "Shall we set out then? With the children in toe, it may be best that we travel the established roads? Of course if you prefer I can lead us through the wood as well, the weather this time, shall hopefully be in our favor." he offers.