Cyrus is silent, letting the others talk and what not as he sharpens the blade, then holds it up, to examine his work.  Hearing the scream, he turns back to see what the possible danger might be.  Instead, the cleric is tickling one of the thieves.  He lowers the blade, watching the show as the thief gets her just deserts.<br/><br/>He catches a glimpse of the Amazon looking to him.  He hadn't thought she was that interested, but, maybe she is.  Giving her a grin the next time he catches her, he watches the group for a bit more.  Finally, getting up, he leans down to the food.  "If I may?" he asks, hand near some of the bread.