While Nirael felt glad his idea was met with approval in some fashion, he felt a little sheepish at soon being confronted by Sirana for being so trusting, a short chuckle leaving his throat as he though about his reply, only to find himself interrupted in that thought by a new voice speaking up nearby. Casting a look at the new arrival, and her felines when they emerged, the young mage chose to keep his lips tight for a short moment watching how Lunari dealt with this woman. Curiosity showed on his face, as he took in a look at her, appraising and appreciating but finding himself thinking that Lunari's people were beautiful people, without letting his mind roam all too much. Granted, he'd liked seeing a lot more of her, but their situation was hardly one for heavy flirting right at that time.<br/><br/>Being told to have their weapons back, Nirael chuckled scratching the back of his head, though the mention of digger attacks got him curious, yet he stilled his tongue for now. His thoughts his own, kept quiet for a moment, he watched Mara's assumption get cut down quickly, as the newly appeared woman seened to let slip some information that was not meant to be shared with them. Not yet at least. Given that Lunari seemed to think that he had a place among these elves for the moment at least, he did wonder about the facts he wasn't being told about, but figured he trusted Lunari.<br/><br/><strong>"I'll be honest, I am curious about a lot of things right now. Diggers, Raihna Nameer, the culling that was briefly mentioned, and the need for secrecy on some things."</strong>He watched Lunari, eyes narrowing slightly but a smile soon appearing. He drew a short breath, speaking again in a more relaxed fashion.<strong>"However, we have a lot to think about anyhow, a lot of weight on our shoulders fleeing from a fiend, and perhaps some things are best explained with time rather than rushed while already under enough pressure that a lesser man might be broken underneath the strain. However, Lunari, I would hope you trust me eventually with what must remain a bit quiet for now."</strong>He offered her a smile, then casting a look at Mara.<strong>"We've come a long way, hopefully we shall find information here that will aid us against our pursuer and let us find some measure of peace. I am not sure if you would feel more at ease among other humans rather than elves, but I hope to hear what Lunari's people have to say, and hope you stand proud at my side in that time. I consider you a friend after all, despite our initial meeting being a rather unusual."</strong>He smirked jokingly, but cast a look at Sirana next.<br/><br/><strong>"You may find me trusting now, but you'll call me an idiot and hopeless fool after you hear her tale on how we met when we have the time. It should help understand me a bit though. Given some of my magic was involved in that meeting as well."</strong>He chose to let that linger to tease the necromancer's interest in magic along with possible embarrassment from Mara, together with a juicy little bit of a story his words might have painted about it.<strong>"Still, I like to think I can judge who is a good or bad person when I meet them, and honestly I feel I am in good company. We all have different lives, different choices along a path, but in the end I don't see anyone here to be a person I wouldn't want to know better. I'll admit I'm partially meaning the interest my kind of magic calls for, but my interests go beyond that."</strong>He chuckled and shrugged. He considered Mara a friend and a casual lover already. Lunari was important to him, he cherished her company and had decided to go along with her, trusting her despite how short a time they'd been moving together, but he believed in her quest, and wanted to aid her. Being 'chosen' for the task didn't upset him much, his life was on the move anyway and he had a lot to learn after all.<br/><br/>As for Sirana, he had only seen her a short while but despite the necromantic magic having a bad reputation, he didn't feel she was a person who would use the powers for dark purposes alone, she had put an effort to master a line of magic that few people would understand the same way, and Nirael saw a parallel to his own craft in that. He enjoyed what he did, the magic intrigued him and might paint him a pervert as it might paint Sirana as a dark magus, but at the same time such a brush was wide in its strokes on the canvas, and the underlaying grace of a person hardly shone through at a quick glance. He found her company and bit of questions curious, and wanted to know her better, hence his offer. It was a loaded one though, to offer to teach her if she aided them. She had passingly mentioned having come here hoping to learn more and he thought an ally against the fiend would not be a bad idea.