"I don't think our captain the hero would be actually interested in a wandering scoundrel romantically, she is a very attractive and smart woman, but I think she would deserve more." He winked in turn, and chuckled a little. She was a darling, and he liked her but he also had to admit that at least for now he was a homeless wanderer.<br/><br/>Smiling to the priest and then moving over to see about Sharille, Varon stepped up next to her and sat on the bed's edge. Reaching out to gently pet Sharille's head in a tender, careful manner, letting her rest as long as she would under the petting, but figuring it m ight nto take long for her to wake up though. He had a feeling she wouldn't be able to sleep for long while someone touched her when she wasn't aware who it was. At least that was what he thought.<br/><br/>Nonetheless, he was a bit more comfortable now, in knowing that the nobility's plans were falling apart and the people were in support of the captain. He'd see what he could do, and in the end he'd be riding alone into the sunset. A bit of an amusing thought to the wizard, but he wasn't about to complain.