<div class="floatleft">(https://ilarge.lisimg.com/image/11990054/934full-diego-barrueco.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Fen Ylfingr (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303102.msg14805158#msg14805158)<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong>The Group<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gaia, Unknown<br/><strong>?Wearing:</strong>This (https://i.imgur.com/U5yYYEE.jpg)<br/><strong>?Mood:</strong>Mood improving by fits and starts, a bit confused by people, ready to get moving<br/><hr/><br/>Grinning, Fen half-nods his head and concedes the point. He likes Korey. At least if he has to deal with this shitshow, however temporarily, the company could be worse; The Arbiter notwithstanding. He grins wider at the disapproval practically radiating off her at the nickname. "I'm sure you do." He makes it clear he has no intention of using it. Really, if she wanted him to use her name she shouldn't have been so entertaining the instant he didn't. Fen has a tendency to do things just to be contrary, after all.<br/><br/>Crossing his arms, he agrees vehemently with Adan. "What he said. I'm not exactly the peaceful sort at the best of times, y'know?" At least one of them seems to speak sense. Living out the rest of his life here is absolutely not in the cards. Especially in<em>Arizona</em>. "Too high a price." Fen snorts, less bitter humor and more just bitter. "Brothers?" He inquires, directing his attention solely to Adan for a moment. That last comment... Fen's brow furrows, trying to puzzle it out. Well, less puzzle it out and more figure out if Adan means what he thinks he means. He looks the man up and down, trying to see it, letting out a 'Hm' before he can help it. He wouldn't mind seeing how 'fragile' Adan is, heh.<br/><br/>The healing Fen keeps an eye on, almost puppy-like in his curiosity. Healing isn't exactly his specialty, though it's good that they have someone that can manage. Who the fuck knows how long they'll be stuck down here before they can get back. Fen likes Gaia well enough, but he never expected to<em>live</em>there, not long term. He finds himself grinning again at Korey's comment, although deadpans when she asks what an Arizona is. "I take it you don't visit Gaia much?" Scratching his chin, he debates how to answer that. "It's a... think of it like a district within a larger kingdom?" Fen questions, looking at the rest of the group for help.<br/><br/>Hermes vanishing and popping back in is well-timed, especially as she seems to end up with a book on Arizona as a whole. "Useful. Which cities?" Fen asks, wondering if he'd recognize any of them. Not like he's spent much time in Arizona, not compared to elsewhere, but. He likes knowing shit. Niko's rant garners a raised eyebrow, not entirely sure what to think of the man. "You okay there, champ?" The fact the other seems to keep contradicting himself is interesting, but Fen chalks it up to stress. "Pretty sure matching grey outfits are just going to make us stand out more. We'd look like a performance group." Not to mention grey is really not Fen's color.<br/><br/>For all that everyone seems to be asking question of The Arbiter, the man is unusually quiet. But then, what does Fen actually know of him? Other than his reputation and the kind of work he does. Did. Whatever. Niko might have a few screws loose but at least Fen can enjoy the man backtalking The Arbiter. Fuck knows it's the least of what he actually deserves. Korey at least seems to be a sane voice of reason. Probably for the best, that's not exactly a role Fen is good at playing. He's more likely to rile people up and he knows it, but that's what he enjoys. Raising a hand, he grins. "For the record, I like that second option."<br/><br/>Snorting, he shrugs. "Whatever you say." Looking to the flighty one with the book, Fen gestures. "Lead on then."