Merelus had followed after the Halfling, his eyes, strange shining orbs, having a set about them suggesting amusement, even if he lacked a smile. He walked down on silent feet, entering into the changing room and peering over that the halfling, his expression strangely... wistful at the sight of the Halfling dead. He listened to Lerissa cocking his head. Strange, indeed.<br/><br/>"When I first saw her, she was inside, already bleeding. She said your name and collapsed."<br/><br/>Merelus shrugged, not caring much about that.<br/><br/>"Harvesters and Sacrifice? Hmmm. Sounds important."