Daric listened respectfully to her dying breath, engraving each of her word to his memory as he fought back the sadness though he couldn't tell why he was sad. They had only met for less than an hour and they barely knew each other, he turned to Farean when he remembered the man to be sitting there. He felt lucky he didn't show the man his emotions and took out his bottle, uncapped it and drank a fair amount before replacing the lid.<br/><br/>"Special? you made it sound like I was lucky, last thing I want is for another kind soul to leave this god forsaken place" he chuckled sadly standing up "so are we digging a grave for her or do you have another idea? The least I could do is give her a proper funeral." he said, looking at her lifeless body without turning to him, he stared at her for a few moments before turning to Farean "So what's your plan now? Since she wanted me and our princess friend to recruit I take it you're coming with us?" he walked up to the man, reaching a hand out for a handshake.