Celrie nods agreeably at Yvonne's response, only to have her ears perk at the mention of intriguing uses of the historical curiosities. "Oooh I'd very much love to see these uses you speak of." she declares, before flashing a little seductive smile of her own at the mention of her repayment, "and I can assure you won't be disappointed at all I am able to open your mind....and body to" the elf half whispers as her voice dips into an even sultrier tone than usual.<br/><br/>When the elves motives for venturing with the others comes into question, Celrie merely giggles politely "Oh, it's quite a long story you see, the events leading to me deciding to come to catspaw... While the opportunity to venture alongside Arcea here was a dominating factor, I'm not about to pass up any opportunity I have to learn and refine my crafts in the process, be they related to entertainment, psionics, a more sensual sort of skills" she pauses to wink, while momentarily pulling herself closer still to Arcea's body..."or otherwise."<br/><br/>The commotion on the other side of the station had not been lost to Celrie, as her large pointed ears bob alongside her head, she turns to look towards the exit of the tent they're currently inhabiting. "Seems like it.... or at the very least someone is getting restless out there... though it doesn't take much to rile up the locals.. at least in my case that is.. we had quite the little audience amassed as we made our way from store to stall." she admits with a chuckle, thinking back to her and Arcea's experience upon entering the station. " Turning toward the entrance to the tent Celrie nods "Gather your things then Yvonne, and I'll show you to the train. We should have some extra space, as I'd not even had time to step foot inside the space they'd reserved for me." Celrie admits, as she'd spent nearly the entire trip inside the duchess' own chambers during their journey thus far, and what time she'd spent away had been with Arcea.<br/><br/>The journey back toward the train is a little calmer than their departure from had been. Though Celrie can still feel the eyes of many upon her, and she pauses to shoot several of the stall owners a little smile in passing. much of the station's attention seems distracted by the goings on at the opposite end. Leading the bat to the train, Celrie only stops when she gets close enough to take in the sight of the large woman standing apposed to Yasha, the squirrel's floofy tail betraying her identity from a considerable distance. "Our train is just up ahead... but who's that I wonder?" the elf whispers to Yvonne, observing the scene from a distance, as her ears perk in order to pick up on what they might be saying. It seemed like Yasha had made herself a friend or two? Stood alongside a bunny and the imposing larger woman... though in the later's case her friendliness was questionable. While Celrie was confident that Yasha could take care of herself...the girl did seem to have a knack for getting herself in trouble, if her position in the last battle was any indication. Celrie would keep an eye on the situation as they made their way toward the train, keeping to herself for the moment, not knowing enough of what was going on to get involved just yet.