"I think he's had enough of wandering for a while," Sarianna says. "He certainly seems to have settled down, and is content, for now, with just the two of us, rarely spanning too far from home." "I'm guessing he'll be bored in about a decade, and the lot of us will go on another adventure, though, by then, I'll be old enough to want to stay behind," the fiend-blooded woman says, looking to be the oldest of the entire group, there, given her short lifespan, compared to everyone else. "Freeloaders, hmm? And just which would those be? The ones you stole and bound to you, the ones you bought out of slavery, or your dear and precious familiar, hmm?" Vorela says, a twinkle of laughter in her eye, as she tries to stay serious.