The unlikely pair, of a self-centered human and a forthcoming half-elf, followed the elven strider not far behind, as he leads them toward the designated area for camping.  When he thought they were far enough from the elf’s earshot, Mercusio spoke out.<br/><br/>“He sure is a charming fellow, to a point.  Don’t you agree K’tanya my dear?”<br/><br/>Obviously his wily words were lost to this elf, he mused.  Sharp as any of his kind he suppose, he’ll sure to avoid him as much as possible, wary of him if not, once he is in Greenest for the long haul. For now he will have to bear with his company for the night.<br/><br/>He remembered seeing a small woman, one of the small folk perhaps, not sure which, that walked on ahead, shortly after they arrived.  Could she’s heading for the same camp the elf was leading them to?  They’ll soon find out.<br/><br/>“K’tanya,” Mercusio began, “I’m been meaning to ask you this,” he felt strange a sensation boiling in his stomach, and it was not hunger, that rises to his chest, making it feel heavy and constricted. “I mean, during our travels together, I’ve been so captivated of your company that it made me tell you a lot of things about myself.” He took deep breath before continuing, his train of speech even becoming more tangential as he spoke. “But I never got to know more about you.  Or why you’re going to Greenest? What business you got there?  Do you even plan on staying there for long?”  He then gave her a wide-eyed, charmed expression, accompanied with a silly grin.  “Or you could have already told me all of those but were all lost due to bouts of short attention span I sometimes suffer, when in the presence of a beautiful and interesting lady.<br/>