Ravus' eyes slowly opened to see Aryia and he could only smile a bit, "It's nice to wake up to a pretty face." He caught sight of Harris and cringed, "and terrifyingly awakening to see such an ugly one." He let out a laugh and slowly got up, "I need my guns, and my blade." He slowly got up, groaning slightly as he got to his feet and dusted himself off and stretched out. "I must say that might be the only kind of magic that I like used upon me." He cracked his neck and checked his pockets for ammo and loaded up his guns. "Where are the others?"