He glanced up and back at her chanting, on the verge of dismissing it when the clearing suddenly lit up, making him jump slightly. He whirled about, and stared at the ball above her hand, swearing creatively as only a combat veteran could, before taking a deep, calming breath. He gave her a terse nod, before forcing himself to finish setting up the camp, spreading the rain tarp above the spot he had cleared for the sleeping spot, and then pulling both his sleeping bag and the heavier blankets out. The blankets he folded in half, for the female, his mind refusing to believe she was an elf, despite evidence to the contrary, and the sleeping bag was closer to the entrance, for himself. He stared at the small 'cave' for a moment, before nodding to himself, and turning back to her. "Going to get wood, best if you stay here. My night vision is good enough to not let me trip over a bear."<br/><br/>He didn't go far, despite his cavalier words, since it would be a small fire, for comfort rather than heat, as the weather wasn't going to be cold enough to justify a fire. Once the fire pit was carefully dug out again, surrounded by rocks, and all flammables had been moved a safe distance from it, he sat down on the sleeping bag, and jerked his head toward the blankets. "Those are for you. Now, you wanted to talk."