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Ellion hadn’t expected the man to break out into an entire lecture, but he was grateful for it. He had a knack for it, and Ellion felt he learnt some [i]very[/i] valuable information. The youngster walking next to him didn’t seem so pleased about it, though. He seemed rather skeptical about Amalia and him, or judging by his face as the old storyteller went on, alternatingly frustrated, grumpy, pained, and annoyed at [i]least[/i]. He almost seemed to bark at the two to get a move on, as his stomach growled. Ellion’s own stomach purred back in accord. [b][color=ba9fd5]“Well, it [i]has[/i] been a while since I saw any food.” [/color][/b] Ellion replied. He glanced at Amalia and wondered how she did the whole eating thing. Only one way to find out! [b][color=ba9fd5]“We’ll come!”[/color][/b]

On the way, Ellion stroked his chin as he muttered to himself. [b][color=ba9fd5]“Giant bats, huh? Bonding ritual, you say?”[/color][/b] He turned to Amalia and mouthed the words [i][color=ba9fd5]The bats! They could be our tickets out of here![/color][/i], then tentatively adding some gestures, as subtle as he could, to drive the idea home.

Then, when they came to the stall, he seemed to petrify a little. A [i]huge[/i] woman with a [i]huge[/i] axe? Had Yankind sent their bounty hunters after them now already? [b][color=ba9fd5]“Y-you two go ahead…”[/color][/b] He said, his voice nearly a whisper. Then he eyed Amalia and gestured, just as inconspicuously: [i][color=ba9fd5]What do we do now?[/color][/i]

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