Grant rubbed his shoulder as he would laugh at Wesley and Jaakuna's little exchange. The more he thought about it, the more he would think that perhaps Jaakuna and Emiri staying behind would not be such a bad thing. They had gotten separated under the worst of circumstances, so this time alone would do them good--even if Emiri wasn't too thrilled about them splitting up again. He would, however, take it in stride, as her reluctance would signal something deeper in her mind. So for the first time in a very long time, he would find himself very glad at her displeasure.

Meanwhile Nadeline had just about wrapped up her supply run. After scrutinizing and making sure she took exactly what she needed, she would carefully place each item into her pouch. The princess hadn't exactly been looking forward to revisiting Giruvegan; besides the long trip and overbearingly frustrating monsters, last time they had come they had gotten ambushed by Lola and Michel's forces. She remembered getting stabbed due to her own mistiming, her spell having arrived too late. It would not happen again. Never again. As she confirmed that determination she would be alarmed by the door slamming shut. She whirled around only to see the other blonde woman blocking her view, glaring at her. Savayna would ask what exactly was her problem with Wesley, seeing as not only did they refuse to speak to each other, they could not even look at one another now.

"[b]This is not the time for this, Savayna.[/b]" Nadeline would reply. "[b]Step aside, if you would. We have our mission.[/b]"