<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/f9/33/85/f93385f08616fa201dd67a2eef73ecc5.jpg)</div><br/>Vara considered the offer of a ride for a bit, but without a saddle, she had a good idea of how uncomfortable it would be.  "I'll save it for when we're further out and my legs start getting tired," she said.  "But thank you.  And verbal cues will give away my position if I have to hide, so...maybe if I toss a rock?"<br/><br/>However, she ceded, "If I'm actually in trouble, though, I'll just scream.  Oh, and if I miss the cart entirely, it's because I see an ambush."<br/><br/>It didn't surprise her that her tactics would be different than a hardened fighter, but everyone worked together, and she couldn't help but smile because of it.<br/><br/>Lyara's acceptance of the title made her smile, but also ever so gently blush.  "I, um...I read the notice while everyone was getting supplies," she said.  "I didn't realize everyone was calling him that.  If people want to, I mean, if that's what he's going by..."  It didn't make sense to her, she didn't exactly like it, but it didn't bother her the way it had before.  "I just don't like the other thing, you know?"<br/><br/>Then she listened as Ares talked, stretching out her legs.  "Usually you can recognize a leader as the one giving orders," she said.  "This might be silly, but...do you think his eyes could literally be the color gray?"  It would explain the name.  "And I think the notice did actually say 'he.'"<br/><br/>Vara decided not to comment on the rat part, but Squeakers peeked his head out and gave a warm and greeting squeak at being addressed.<br/><br/>During the prayer, she stayed pretty quiet and respectful.  She didn't have anything for or against most of the non-evil deities, but Tymora had won a decent amount of her loyalty as a goddess who encourages people to give money to urchins.  Nonetheless, she folded her hands and said nothing until Ares finished.<br/><br/>She left her backpack in the cart, and as they started out, took up a fast walking position not too far ahead.  Her path often took her off of the road, skimming through trees and staying at least partially concealed, but she periodically glanced out and made sure she was visible to the cart.<br/><br/>After a while, she tossed an oblong-shaped fruit into the cart in Selise's general direction as they went on.  "Hey, Selise, are these good to eat?  I can go grab more."