...Well then. _Well then_. This girl was certainly...quirky. While he considered himself someone who was rarely unnerved, the smile on Rylan's face was definitely more strained looking than usual. Still, his eyes narrowed with interest upon seeing the dark wisps that curled around her fingers, head tilting slightly to the side. A dark mage, was it? That seemed oddly...fitting. Dark magic and dark in mind, right? The young lady certainly seemed to be a somewhat morbid individual.

After all, it wasn't everyday that he watched someone pluck out a dead man's eye and hold it up to him. Staring at the object that seemed to be leering right back at him, the myrmidon gave a little shrug of his shoulders. "I...suppose that he has--er, had?--quite a pretty eye color." Too bad it was no longer in his eyesocket, but in the pocket of a strange girl. He'd probably be rolling in his grave had he had one.

"_Champion_? What are you talking about?" Rylan's eyes widened in confusion, though a quick glance to the side revealed that the fight that had broken out had already ended. He hadn't even noticed, what with his odd company monopolizing most of his attention. Opening his mouth to deny that he had come here to meet up with anyone, the words abruptly died on his lips as soon as the girl's hand--the one he knew to have been holding that gross eyeball--slid into one of his gloved ones.

...Alright. Well, he supposed that he wasn't...entirely attached to these gloves anyways. No big deal. He would just...burn...them when the next opportunity arose.

Finding himself trailing behind her despite having no desire to follow after her, Rylan's free hand came up to touch the corner of his eye when she referred to their mismatched color. "...Yeah, about that. I don't intend on kicking the bucket anytime soon, but if I do, I'd reeeeally appreciate if you left my eyes in my corpse, thanks." There was a beat, and then, "Where in gods name are you dragging me off to anyways?" It wasn't like he had anything important to do, but going off with a corpse-looting stranger to find this "Champion" had definitely not been on his checklist today.