Again, Eir seemed to have attracted unwanted attention. She went silent, bowing her head and attempting to hide her face. Maybe they were right... She shouldn't be here. She would only be a waste of space. Why did she think she could handle this?

Roger bristled as he gazed up at his friend, looking so unhappy. Quickly turning around, the rabbit's stuffed ears pointed down straight to show the anger his stitched mouth and button eyes could not convey. ([@Emu])[color=salmon]"You can't judge people by their appearances, sir. If you must know, my dear Eir here has not only surpassed the level of expectation in her ice mage powers for her age and years to come, but also has spells to heal her teammates. Everyone else you called out also must have their own hidden strengths, even if they aren't nobility."[/color] As if to prove his point, the thief ([@Burning Kitty]) demonstrated his own ability. [color=salmon]"Exactly."[/color]

Eir stood in the carriage, reclaiming the stuffed toy and holding him tighter so he wouldn't escape again. [color=pink]"... I know I don't seem like much... I'm sorry... But, please, let me stay. I promise I won't hold any of you back. I can take care of myself. So, please..."[/color] The gentle voice barely spoke louder than a whisper, her one good eye dull and sad as it gazed down at her bandaged feet, full of scrapes and cuts from walking on them bare and for other reasons entirely.