Cerul and Kat half-listen to most of his story; it was starting to get late, and Kat, at least, was tired. Daminor, however, seems to get a second wind upon hearing the stories, and asks Draiss to pause for a moment, so he can get out some paper to take notes.<br/><br/>At his response, the half-elf glowers at him, then at her half-sister. "You knew," she says, flatly, annoyed. Cerul shrugs. "You didn't ask." "I've only been fretting about it for three days!" "I'm sure Draiss has this all planned out," the elf replies, jabbing him lightly in the ribs.