<div class="floatright">(http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f162/shadowjewel/Character%20pics/AvraeSheet.jpg)</div>Lairee was no weapon's expert; she never used them beyond the handful used at the monastery. To her, one basic spear look just like another - who was she to say that one tribe did not have spears that looked like ones used by another? If there were raiding parties in the jungle, the boy might have been left after an initial search failed to find him, then later abandoned to prevent more losses. Even their pet could be explained - it was a reptile, so were it's masters, perhaps it was nothing more then a stupid beast that did not recognise non-reptiles as non-food. The act of an animal was not the act of evil, just survival.<br/><br/>The frustration was enormous. Perhaps it was unlikely, perhaps it was just as simple as it seemed but surely it was their duty to think about the possibilities? Why weren't they?<br/><br/>She readied for impact as Tavia made to throw a punch, her fists half way up to defend and counter - then stopped as her training informed her that the blow was not meant for her. She gritted her teeth at the lack of control the other woman displayed. Clearly she was not trained in useing her fists, so why was she throwing punches around right next to someone who was?! Her old masters would have had her beaten and bruised for such a display.<br/><br/>"I did not say that you did not care." She had thought it, a judgement based of their actions, words and expressions so far, but she had not said it. She looked at both of them, "But if you truly do care, then stop acting on your blood lust. The blessings of the gods may restore the dead, but 'sorry' never will."<br/><br/>She wanted to say more, she truly did. She wanted to argue and tell them both exactly what she thought, but she was shaken -<em>shaking</em>- and all their tempers were high. She was beginning to think they would not listen to her if she said more, no matter how reasonable, so she kept quiet. Instead, voice tight, she turned to walk to the village, saying, "We have no choice then. We need to talk to the villagers."<br/><br/>She walked as briskly as she could while staying quiet, turning away from the other two and not waiting or watching to see if they followed.