The captain nods thoughtfully at your words.<br/><br/>"Well, that certainly makes sense..." She pushes herself to her feet, brushing off idly kicking a still-smoking ember of carpet off down the booby-trapped hallway. "Well, I tell you what... I'm going to go scout ahead while you tend to your wounds. Follow me when you feel that you are able, ok?"<br/><br/>The halfling walks over and places a soft kiss against the bark-hued skin of your forehead, patting you gently on the shoulder comfortingly before turning and walking down across the ashes of the rich man's carpet.<br/><br/>"Be safe, Elf... I'll try to go slow and wait for you, once I make sure the coast is clear..."<br/><br/>Sharille leaves you no room for argument, and no chance for a second thought... as soon as her last statement leaves her lips, the woman disappears from sight, feet padding off through the ruined hallway and onto the hard wooden floors of the room ahead...