Elias folded his arms over his chest, his face flushing scarlet  as Lady LaMontiya talked down to him. How humiliating, her treating him like he was a small child throwing a fit- he was a mage just like her, age didn't matter! He was just, if not more capable than her. Evn worse was that charmed toy, although at this point Elias was sure it was cursed, with all its backtalk. To drive the point of the rabbit home, the slender thief demonstrated his own supposed abilities, throwing a stick into an apple in a man's hand like it was a dagger into a heart. When Elias looked at the man again, he was completely different than his previous appearance. Was he a shapeshifter? Elias's anger temporarily defused as he eyed the man with more curiosity than malice.

Elias opened his mouth to say something, anything to defend himself, but was thwarted by Lady Valtoris's authority. 
[color=firebrick]"Alright, so as much fun as all of this is, showing off and making surprises no longer surprises, our map is actually wandering off, so unless you're on a horse, shut your mouths and get in the carriage. Or we will leave you here, gladly, and then you can dare to go tell the council you disagree with them, boy,"[/color] Lady Valtoris stated sternly. She then turned and mounted her steed at the front of the carriage.

Elias wanted to scream and thrash and hit something. This wasn't at all how he wanted the journey to start out. The young mage had been made a fool of, and he was clearly out of favor with the group leader now. He would have to work twice as hard to earn her respect now! Rather than hysterically scream and pull out his hair in rage as he so wanted, Elias instead found himself muttering his apologies to the noblewoman as he climbed sulkily into the carriage.