Having cried the last of his tears, Vis rose from the floor, using the wall as support. He looked around through tires eyes to see where everyone hade gone, the man who had punched the sword was some ways away with the gnome and the paladin and girl with white hair were but a few feet away and he could hear snippets of their conversation through his deaf ear, they were on his left side. He looked to them and slowly the flickering green light of his eye stabilized into a a dull muted green, having rid himself of his obvious emotions. He approached them, feeling a terribly uncomfortable without a scarf around his face, showing his gnarled cheek in broad day light, he approached them. "If'n thare ith adfenture infolfed, you can counth me in." Though the past 10 minutes had shaken Vis, it would dissuade him from adventuring, if he were to give up so easily, he would have turned home after his eye had been cursed and avoided having his face and ear wrecked. Vis rested his hand on the pommel of his rapier, he was nervous they wouldn't have him.