Alula had decided not to press matters into the half-elf. If he wanted his space she would grant it to him. And keeping the scarf was a nice addition, she would have to find a nice place to keep it. Or maybe she would find a way to attach it to her robes. She was quite happy to know that her keeping his scarf was not the source of his sorrow, but if not that then why was he upset? She stood up, turning around right as the paladin began speaking to her.
She pulled the brim of her hat down over her eyes, although she tried to resist. The paladin could read her pretty well. She didn't like the unknown, and a lot of things were unknown and confusing to her. Going on a random adventure with a bunch of strangers seemed to be a horrible choice. What the man said next about her powers baffled her. She did indeed have 'some power' but did it scare her? Well maybe a little. She wasn't sure why, but it did indeed scare her knowing what she could do and become.
She muttered softly. “Control and restraint are the byproducts of fear. But survival is as well.”
And in a strange change of events the paladin dropped to one knee, his sword planted in the ground by her feet. He was making a vow, to protect them. Sarcastic voices filled her head, saying that the moon was far superior to the sun and that there are more terrors in the day then the night, but she kept these quiet. The man was clearly doing something important. These vows were obviously serious things. From his lower position, if Carver was paying attention to her face, he would be able to see that her eyes looked strangely clear. Nothing like normal eyes should, but it showed that she might actually be understanding.
Perhaps an adventure would be good for her.
And as Carver rose she again covered her eyes, but her smile was visible. Her voice was slurred. “Well...how could I...resist such an...offer...” Yep, she was on board. She just hoped this would be the right choice.