Darius seethed at the way that the half-elf spoke to him. Small pops could be heard as motes of air were created and destroyed around him. Slowly, he picked up the torch and fought the urge to hit Alaira upside the head with it. The mission was almost over, Darius thought to himself. It wouldn't be worth it to kill each other. As he relatively calmed himself down, the popping stopped. He made his way towards the cave, walking past the firepit as he did so. He dragged the torch along dying embers, lighting the torch. 

During his search of the cave, Darius found several items that the Caravan Master could profit from. Once the cursory search was over, he kicked the locked door down an searched the room, taking note of the more valuable items. Once that was done, he started moving everything they could take out of the cave. Hopefully, he'd be done by the time everyone got back.