"_When_ he has his head split open?" Rylan drawled, hands in his pockets as he moved to stand where the dark mage was conversing with three others, "It's so very nice to see that you have a great deal of faith in your new allies' ability to stay alive, Marianne. At least, you're certainly very confident that you'll outlive all of us if you have plans to swipe all of our eyes."

He still thought her to be a weird young lady, but Rylan had come to the conclusion that she was relatively harmless...so long as she was on _their_ side. At the very least, she was certainly polite enough.

Besides, you know, all those creepy comments that she apparently had no qualms with sharing with people she had just met.

"But hey, a noble, huh?" Completely disregarding any sense of personal space, the young man slung an arm over Issac's shoulder and grinned, "Nice to have you join our wacky little family. Can't say I can foresee how this will all turn out, but hopefully we won't die in a giant blaze. At the very least, I'm sure it'll be interesting." And dangerous. Definitely dangerous.

But enough of that, it looked like they were moving. Linking his fingers behind his head, Rylan followed after Jacob, humming quietly to himself for the duration of the walk. It wasn't until they had arrived at their destination and ushered into the court room did he finally drop his hands and fall silent. Damn, he hated being in these fancy places. With luck, they wouldn't be here for long though.