Behind Eurikova Jules stood rolling his eyes.<br/>He resisted the urge to say anything, he was out, alive and undigested. He could be satisfied with that.<br/>Maybe a diplomatic line or two would do:<br/>"As comfortable as it was inside, it was the idea of sharing it with that terrible woman that really drove me out. I'm sure we can pick up the experience one day we're not in the middle of demon-elf cave. Now...where did I leave my orc..."<br/><br/>Jules begins to look for his orc squire.