All of the 'attention' their little party was receiving hadn't been lost on the half-elf, indeed she could even sympathize with those wandering eyes to a fault. A large part of her wished she'd lingered long enough to hear what else the mayor might've told her, but what was done was done. Piercing emerald eyes darted from person to person, prompting a light, nervous swallowing on her part; elves and humans alike didn't generally keep company with centaurs, unless it was one of those not-usually pleasant intestinal visits. Shaking herself of the resultant images from that line of thinking, she tried to flash as friendly a smile as she might manage to Alexandra. "Just wanted to check - it seems I'll be joining you lot then, if you've need of a mage."<br/><br/>--<br/><br/>As the trek wore on, the half-elf found herself lingering towards the back of the group. Although at first she'd be tense, nervous even at the prospect of what they might find before them along the road, that feeling of total readiness had drifted with the passing of time. Indeed, with precious little information to work off of, it almost felt like they were simply trying to<span style="font-style: italic">wander</span>their way to the source of the problem. Her sensitive ears did pick up on the sound of pillaging just before the sight of the bandits came into view ahead of them.<br/><br/>"Well.. they don't look terribly friendly." She commented meekly, peering around the side of Alexandra. Her hands tightened briefly around her staff, wondering what sort of group diplomacy they might employ, if any.