Daminor smiles, joining him to ride back up next to Maura, again. As soon as he's a little distance away, he makes his proposal to the half-elf, about that night.<br/><br/>Cerul keeps her eyes on the horizon, even while speaking to him. "I see. I don't blame her... the entire forest feels wrong, to me, though I doubt there's much I could do to aid her."