Fletcher rose an eyebrow when this Alcatraz character addressed them. It took him the time that Alcatraz spoke again to finally say, "[color=forestgreen]Don't encourage him.[/color]" to be honest, he hadn't seen Charlie interact with many others. He, himself, hadn't gotten the chance so he was a little on edge, eyes flickering between everyone. He caught Dante's nod, however, and wondered what the hell a manticore was. He really wasn't sure; the light elf didn't do much reading. He already had enough swirling around in his head. He listened to their new leader's, he guessed, instructions, the toe of his sneaking lightly tapping against the ground without him noticing. He hated shoes. He did wonder if his weapons would be effective against a vampire. He had never dealt with one before... okay, Charlie was the only other supernatural being he had actually dealt with before, so this was new. He turned to the older elf with a bit of confusion in his brow - he'd never admit that he often looked to Charlie for guidance. "[color=forestgreen]Think my bow and arrow would work or...?[/color]" he nodded towards the array of shiny weapons ready for the picking, looking like they were set out just for this purpose.