<strong>"I have to say, I agree with him."</strong>Nodding towards Demetri's direction and stretching out a bit Varon reached down to pick up the backpack, sliding it in place, and lifting the bow up to attach it to a small set of links at the side of the bag, in easy reach for him but not constantly being a bother when he was walking.<br/><br/><strong>"If you are sure you know where we are, I'm fine with heading on."</strong>He smirked.<strong>"I may be elf but I spent my years among people, not exploring the woods, so I find myself at disadvantage. Imagine that, an elf that doesn't know his way around a bush."</strong>He snickered faintly and shrugged.<strong>"Eh well, I still think that if we got something waiting ahead of us it can be tamed. Anything gets a lot calmer a couple arrows in them, though I hope we dont need to get all that violent before we've had a chance to resupply."</strong><br/><br/>Varon took a bite of the dried meat, packing the rest into the small pocket in the other side of his backpack. Carefully organized, he thought to himself. Bah. He just remembered what junk went where.<br/><br/><strong>"As for elves in the forest, yes there certainly is. Is that a bad thing? Oh, wait, you mean <em>other</em> elves."</strong>He showed his usual grin again, no longer trying to be too serious. This bunch of people was good folks anyway.