<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Switching to brown for the half-elf, because it's easier to read.</div></div>The three women give Valen a curious look when he mentions "trouble in the area," and the elf becomes vaguely aware of a shift in their attitudes towards him. Nothing really overt; but it feels like the Elf and her raven haired sister are leaning forward a little bit, studying him even as the blonde half-elf begins to chew on her thumb-nail quietly.<br/><br/>"Jumpy, huh?" When the blonde finally breaks her silence, Valen thinks he sees the slightest hint of a smirk slinking through her pout; but her gaze still leaves him with more to wonder about than to know. "You and everyone else, Mr. Nosy. And to answer your question... well, I'd bet you that we want the same answers you do..."<br/><br/>The silver-haired elf interrupts her sibling here, stepping forward and gently urging the blonde back behind her.<br/><br/>"If I may... Perhaps we could continue this conversation in our parlor? I am sure the smoke has cleared by now, and there are some things that are best discussed in the privacy of one's home. Plus, it would give us the opportunity to make proper introductions, rather than just calling you Mr. Nosy... so if you would please?"<br/><br/>At a wave of the silver-haired woman's hand, her two siblings turn and glide back into their humble abode, leaving just the two elves out in the noonday sun.<br/><br/>"And if it would appease your... jumpiness... I can assure you that we mean you no harm, Wizard."