Robyn gave an estranged look, and felt rather insulted as Jamlamin laughed at her response.

"You believe that don't you? Well I know your new friends wouldn't like that, us included."

What did he mean by that? She couldn't tell. She continued to find comfort in stroking her fingers through her hair as he continued on his rant.

"Or maybe I'm trying to pick your pocket," Jamlamin finally said.

 Rilden walked up upon them, but did nothing to stop Jamlamin's advances, maybe he did not see them, she didn't know.
 She instantly began to feel most uncomfortable as she could sense his hand moving closer. Her body tensed with his words as his hand moved closer. What in the world did he want from her? Why was he saying such things? Why was he doing this? From the corner of her eye she saw his warm smile, but it only served to further strain the air between them. Her fingers stopped their gliding just as rested as she anticipated him touching her. She wouldn't allow that to happen.

Rilden said something but it fell upon deaf ears, the words went unnoticed, but the tone was sincere. She was waiting to retaliate. He finally halted his advance, "Uhhh... if you will excuse me, I forgot something back at the house." With that, he was gone.

A chill ran up her spine as she gripped her mane, seeking comfort in its warmth. Was he really gone? She couldn't know. Maybe he was her shadow right now; she'd never know and didn't know how to find out. She brought her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. She didn't want to look at either Chiron or Rilden.
[i]What could I even say? Jamlamin creeps me out? Sure, that would be enough of an excuse to have the centaur fly off the handle, but what of Rilden? Am I just overreacting? [/i]

She thought back on the short time she has known him. He appeared looking into her home from a window. Why would he do that? What was his purpose? Was he there to rob her? Was he or is he still under the authority of Fusos? Was she to be a captive? She could see what kind of asset having a healer would be to Fusos. What of Rilden? Was he after him too?

The more she thought the more uncomfortable she became. She had to break the silence lest they get curious.

She allowed her hair to block her face as she focused on the horizon. "So how do you think the story should've ended?" she asked no one in particular.