Zame took a deep breath and let it out through his nose, sounding similar to a machine releasing steam pressure. "Don't worry about it Giselle, I'm not one to hold a grudge" It was a relief to know his comrade had a sense of humility. Wish the Village Mages had that attribute, Zame might have had a more loving time when still in the village. Giving a large yawn while covering his mouth, he sat there for a moment and blinked a couple times, his eyes watering slightly. "We're all strong enough for this job, at least Shanq here believes we are, otherwise we wouldn't be here. Right?" He looked at the Old Man God still standing on the lake. "And until the conflict begins for us I'm going to enjoy myself here, being that my original idea has already been ruined. Just a silly joke however." Zame looked over at Isabel, seeing her slowly slink away from the group "Where you going? I think were all nicely acquainted, so theirs no reason to hide away." Zame scooted over towards her, the distance that Isabel had moved since Giselle begun talking.