Tempest sips at her wine as 'he' speaks, she seems to be thinking as he finishes. Her hand playing with the fan that hangs from her left wrist. "Being part of the story?" she thinks for a moment, "But aren't they still investigating what happened? Would we, much less would I whom doesn't even know the family truly be welcome?" she asked as she flipped her fan open and slowly fanned herself. "And whom are these dark masters you speak off?"<br/><br/>"Thought I have to say it does sound rather intriguing." she smiled ever so slightly before taking the fan to hide her face as if bashful. "Would it really be proper for a lady such as myself, to go away with you when I barely know you?" tempest hide her smile but still her eyes had a playful stare.