"Perhaps, madame, you are right. When we have warmed your toes, and are away from preying eyes and ears, then."<br/><br/>Softly to himself, her murmured, just barely audible to the dark elf.<br/><br/>"Because we cannot bear to be mute witnesses to the struggles, sorrows and deaths of the savage barbarians and lost strangers who so desperately cling to life against all odds. To do otherwise would make us the very monsters we despise. We will not stand by idle..."<br/><br/>Almost as if reassuring himself, and he smiles once more.