For his part Parne seemed to be rather relaxed despite the proceedings taking place around him – the air literally buzzing with the wings of the fae creatures that seemed to almost buzz back and forth in anticipation at what was going to happen next. If she wasn’t tied down and in a situation way beyond anything she had likely ever thought she might experience in her life time, she might have recognised the general buzz in the air as something akin to that around a rock concert as the fans awaited their heroes on stage.<br/><br/>The words from the creatures leader was pointedly ignored by Parne as he let his gaze wander finally over towards Tara – partially to make sure that she was still ok, having not heard much in the way of sound from her as he removed his clothing, and also to see exactly where her own gaze was pointed at this moment in time.<br/><br/>He was not at all surprised to find that the young girls gaze was resting upon him – nor to find that her cheeks had began to turn a rather delicious shade of crimson as she watched him. A little nod came from him – meant as a reassurance, although he wondered whether she would understand it as such as he lifted his arms above him towards the vines that had snaked from trees above them, hanging down like serpents readily awaiting their latest meal.<br/><br/>‘If you were worried about risking my ire, you wouldn’t have attempted to extort such payment from us in the first place’ he commented, fixing his eyes icily upon the groups mouthpiece, a gaze that looked for all the world as if it would turn her to stone if only he had the power. Not that there was much chance of that now that had set about taking care of his hands…