"Ah... Well.." Veitaru was somewhat listening to Magus, but Magus would easily notice that she was looking at something behind him. Specifically, Frore leaving. "Shouldn't someone keep an eye on... Her? It? That person? Fero? Friar? Ferari?" Veitaru's concern seemed to become tangentially sidetracked by trying to puzzle out whatever the correct term for Frore was, and Veitaru didn't seem to have gotten it quite right. She did seem to be very aware of this fact, and was still puzzling it out. Veitaru hopped up onto a nearby grave, holding onto a thin upraised part while leaning away from it to keep the path in view, shielding her eye and staring a moment before glancing back to Magus.

"Ah, kay. So, Red Hair, same exact clothes as everyone else, kid, fairy right? Remember the color of the fairy?" Vei asked, still keeping an eye on Frore,