‘Hmm?’ came the rather distracted murmur from Parne’s lips at Tara’s words, his eyes wandering seemingly at random through the woodland that surrounded them, as if trying to piece together exactly what piece of a jigsaw had been flipped maliciously whilst still fitting into the picture as a whole. There certainly was a difference to the woods around them, but he wasn’t quite able to put his finger upon it – such occurrences were rare, and did little to settle his slowly fraying nerves. The encounter had already proven a nuisance in so far as slowing them down and potentially alerting others to their presence within the woods, and now there was the very real possibility that he had been used within some ritual that he currently didn’t understand.<br/><br/>And he so hated being used for anything, by anyone.<br/><br/>‘Oh, right – yes of course’ he said after a time as his eyes met Tara’s – seeing the deep blush upon the girls skin and immediately understanding what it was she had asked for, even though he hadn’t been focusing all too much upon her words. It took him little time to cover himself once more – hands guiding each layer of clothing onto his lowing and slightly moist body skilfully whilst he continued his somewhat distracted ponderings.<br/><br/>When the clan’s chieftainess finally spoke, the sound that left Parne’s throat was enough for any and all the understand what he thought about what had happened, even though his muttered words tried their best to retain a neutral outlook on the events. ‘It matters little – we have paid your toll, and will bid you a good day’ he said, flashing a look towards the little pixie that for a moment looked almost murderous, before he turned his gaze back to the trail that extended beyond the clearings edge.<br/><br/>‘Are you ready Tara?’