The sun inside of him had lit up, shinning over his metaphorical soul as he noticed Alexandria in the distance. She called out to them, hurrying over to greet them. Myriad's slow steps hastened for a moment, before he was quickly overtaken by Nao's sprint. It was a odd feeling to watch a friend running to embrace a girl that he was unsure of. [i]My heart is yearning for her... for some reason.[/i]

Myriad watched Nao swirl Alexandria around before giving Ascot a crude thanks. "I thought you were a goner for a moment there, Alex. I'm sooooo happy that you aren't dead. I don't know what I would had done." 

He found his hand raking through his hair at the proctors question, the situation somehow becoming awkward for him. He turned from them and walked away to help out with the rebuilding. Someone had to get things done, from behind him, he heard Nao answer. "Its was a piece o' cake. The undead allowed me to vent some really dark parts of me, " He chuckled lightly, rubbing the back of his dark hair. "Alex here is good with a bow, I never would had thought. Oh yea, I wanna thank you for saving us back there, we would had been toast if not for you. " 

Alexandria chuckled half-heartily, her eyes focusing on Myraid's back as he walked away, the nape of his neck moist from his effort earlier. "Yea... I guess."