Corin arched an eyebrow at the threats. "My, I'm sure the ladies really love the whole brooding, protective act. I'll have to give it a try sometime" those yellow eye's found Celeste. His wry smile was plain to see, eye's visibly inspecting the woman's figure before nodding his approval.<br/><br/>His hands scooped down into fallen leaves littering the forest bed, retrieving a broken stick from the earth. Gripping it in his hand like some scepter, he turned his attention back to Roran. "Here ya go boy, play with this for a bit while me and the lady talk" tossing the dead wood to his side several yards away from the cabin. The air was filled with his own laughter again, but remaining where he stood in the clearing.<br/><br/>"Are you the witch?" It was a rhetorical question, the stench of magic absolutely surrounded the woman and thankfully managed to block out the all too similar stench that Roran held with Corin. "Come down here" he ordered softly, motioning for her to approach him. "I'd rather not hurt your boyfriend just to be able to get a good look at you."