Olan's arm was comforting, it was warm and just heavy enough and had she the choice she would have stayed there for...well who knew. That thought and all others were blown from her mind by the strength of Olan's words, he didn't blame her and she was relieved but it was his words on Rilon that nearly made her cry. Why was he so good at articulating things? It was what she'd been trying to say all along to the others, yes he was a demon but evil was subjective. The raiding hoard were evil to the local villagers, while the villagers were evil to the hoard for stealing their crops. Rilon had done many bad things and he would do so throughout time she had no doubt but she couldn't deny he'd helped her too and he could easily have taken those gifts from her when she betrayed him like she had and he hadn't. 

With Olan's final words in her ear she smiled faintly, he was such a good man, certainly didn't deserve half the torment he got for his kindness, "I'll work on it." She whispered back, it wasn't after all as simple as it sounded but if it would make the nightwalker happy she'd try. Wiping her eyes she stood to her feet slowly, laughing gently at Olan's ever persistent optimism. New friends? Perhaps. Their delay couldn't be helped now, Olan was intent on meeting new friends and of course it struck her odd Aemoten hadn't attended with Jaelnec, perhaps the exhaustion had finally caught up with him and he'd needed to rest?

Brushing at her clothes the best she could without dislodging them she shook her head lightly and took up her fingers against the tree bark, "Would one of you be so kind as to help me through the trees? Her head still hurt and was far too clouded for her to try and use her skill and she was a little nervous that if she tried Rilon would know and steal it from her at the most unamusing point. [i]I am sorry.[/i] She thought to herself, doubting the god would hear her, sincere as she was though what was done was done and she couldn't change it now, not yet anyway.