[h3]Domhnall McRaith[/h3]

	The younger fellow - Janek? Jalec? Ehh, not quite... - took note of his comment about whatever they had come across this morning at least making a good story, and offered him a wry smile, [i]"Even if we could tell it well, I doubt that you'd believe us."[/i].
	Domhnall shrugged, and briefly lifted his hand to loosely gesture at the dead lohk nearby, "Tha's not planned, either." In his mind he wondered whether the guy would have looked half as ease - not that he looked all that relaxed to begin with - if he knew that they had met Claw but a couple of hours ago and their entire interaction thus far had consisted of merely an impromptu engaging in a fight that technically had not pertained them and one long conversation filled with tentativeness and broken language. Or about his apparent manner of making decisions this day, for the matter. 
	Jaelnec - or what was he; this variation of the name felt at least more correct than the previous ones - exchanged a few words with his apparent leader, obtaining a strangely determined mien while he was at it, then standing, briefly scanning the area, and turning to face him, at which point he turned uncertain again. As the forestfolk had remained seated, the black-eyed-guy now towered above him. He looked up at the other, awaitingly. 
	[i]"Could you look after him for a moment?"[/i] he asked. [i]"I will only be gone for a moment; the others are not far."[/i]
	Domhnall's eyes moved to the other man, who probably was by now either unconscious or asleep, then fixing on the beast - who seemed to have resigned himself to treating it as another stop, and was now idly observing the people nearby - in a sideways glance, and then looked back to the younger guy. 
	"Sure," he replied, in a tone which was at once almost exaggeratedly enthusiastic and yet left the impression of the man being not entirely certain what was expected of him. [i]I am quite sure his beast would rip my head off if I did anything to him, anyway...[/i] Then again, there was no telling that the dekkun would not do so simply for touching his human, either - the man had said he would not harm anyone without a good reason, but to hell if he knew what the beast or his human companions considered "a good reason" ... in any case it would have been preferable to have at least one of the beast's own [i]conscious[/i] companions around, rather than just the beast himself with his unnervingly scrutinizing gaze.