The mage watches as the rest of the 'party' starts to appear.  But his eyes remain on Fey, and for good reason.  "A lantern?  I... suppose?  I'm usually at home more in the dark... I tend not to have more than a candle or two for reading with."  He gave a little shrug, but didn't seem too perturbed by the request.  And that might have had to do with the way she posted, showing off... well, everything, just about. "I have my own supplies, what does one bring on this time of out?"  His own pack seemed rather light, full of expensive delicate things.  At least he had the good thought for a bedroll and some food, but really, the man the looked like he was going for a stroll, not some grand quest.<br/><br/>He turned as he heard other voices, and let his eyes sweep over Talinda as she showed off the leathers.  He couldn't help but eye her hungrily; she couldn't fill them out like the foxgirl could, but she did indeed look good in them.  "I suppose the leather is far more... practical."  He offered begrudgingly, though his eyes told the story differently.  His eyes fell on the shield, and widened slightly. "Wait, you're going to be.. protecting us?"  He glanced around, wildly, looking for Edwin.  Where was that fool?  Was he really going to let a<em>woman </em>guard them?<br/><br/>And then came the biggest slap to the face of them all, as he heard Fey again, talking about how the two of them were together.  He turned, looking at her again.  "You said you wanted to get some rest!  Big day today, and all of that.  Did you think I<em>wasn't </em>interested?"  That made no sense, the way she was grinding against him....<br/><br/>"Goddess of Night, what have I gotten myself into...."<br/>