Jumao looked at Comhe and stopped as she proceeded to stick her finger at him and looked at him. He raised an eyebrow as she did and her reason for doing it as well, though he didn't seem to care that much. He knew a bit about her history from what he had overheard and she had said, though it really didn't concern him that much he just smiled to himself again and thought of some things. "I don't mind seeming like a stalker, it doesn't bother me what other people think after all if they have a problem she should come up and say it to me, not they will live long once they do, or even make it close to me" he said with amusement. "Besides I find it fun to follow you guys around and help you, I get to kill things and cause destruction and have the added pleasure of watching you do the same" he said smiling again. Once again he was just speaking his mind and really didn't care what they thought as before he said if someone has a problem with him they should say it to his face. He still walked behind them still keeping his hood up and his robe on as he walked, it was just more fun, though something in the air for him had changed he sensed something, though he didn't know what.<br/><br/>-Meanwhile with Longwei-<br/><br/>Longwei had followed Izzy into the inn and watched as she got the rooms quickly before coming over to him and putting up her hair. The people in the inn acted much like those outside and when they looked at him they seemed to dislike him more then the others, though he didn't know why. None of them would come up to talk to him, though he didn't care he was trying to figure out why on his own for right now. "Where should we start?" he asked her as she suggested they get underway and start asking around. He turned to look at her as she grabbed his hand and suggested that they act like newlyweds, what might be odd is that normally he might make a joke about does that mean we get to share the same bed as well or something to that effect, though he didn't. Instead all she got was a nod and a "yeah, that might help" either that statement or something else was distracting him and he wasn't really paying attention. He had also sensed something and something was off, something had changed in the winds that he could sense, once again he hoped he was wrong about his instinct.