Malfiend studied everything as he could, this new woman was intriguing, he could hear the clinking as she moved and wondered if she was one of those people that flung volatile substances at enemies or if her style was more refined. That not-commander Isaera and the human knew each other skipped the introductions so he couldn't gather anything from that. The comment about arrows didn't go unnoticed by him, since it probably pointed to a preferred method of combat.<br/><br/>The other thing worth nothing was the kiss, it wasn't a friendly one, and it had effected him, although he selfishly wondered if that meant he wouldn't be able to get "close" to either of them. The remark by the bottle carrier took him out of his thoughts, and he pulled on his beard as a sort of self punishment, he allowed his mind to wander off and forgot to pay attention to things.<br/><br/>Now his eyes were on the newcomer, and he pulled again when his first thought was that he was very lucky to be in a group with such sexy girls. He noticed her blades and the functionality of her attire, only then he rewarded himself by taking in her womanly shape through his eyes.<br/><br/>He silently wondered how many people would Isaera accept, and how many she expected to die on the way. He would have asked but he didn't want to interrupt her reuniting with her... friend, with more business talk. So he just kept drinking his wine.