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Sacha's bow lowers slightly, "Your highness?" She questions, before raising the bow and aiming at the girl and letting the arrow fly. She then turns to follow where the girl's gaze had gone and groans slightly, seeing Fabine. "Seriously Fabine? You're going to cross the border to do what? Kill me?" She glances warily between Paisley and Fabine and Jayden, feeling very outnumbered. She curses inwardly, hoping Paisley intended to leave Fabine and Jayden to fight her alone, that would certainly make the fight less in their favor. Her shoulder aches, making it hard to keep her bow raised.

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Dem sighs and begins wringing his shirt out. He could feel a sharp wind blowing through the trees, and had no intention of making himself colder than he was starting to feel. He groans, remembering the jacket in his backpack, which was now soaked as well. "Dammit you idiot!" He shouts loudly, shaking his head in frustration. He wish he would learn to think through things better. He huffs and decides he may as well just hang out and not begin heading back yet. He opens his pack and walks to the nearest tree, laying his jacket on the lowest branch. He knew it wouldn't get as dry as he'd like, but anything was better than dripping. He then decides to pull off his shirt he was wearing too, setting that up on the tree as well. He puts his hands on his hips and looks around the forest. He sighs and sits beneath the tree, closing his eyes to take a quick name while his jacket and shirt dried.