Lone listened to Luke and he felt highly unsure. Paranoia sent his mind into a spiral and the lack of a plan made it all the more worse. Could it be a trap? To destroy the Diver's that actually cared enough to preserve their way of life? Lone did not trust Luke and his ilk. Tactically speaking, using the chaotic Diver's against organized mages would be beneficial, especially if the mages from Arcadia were rather green around the edges. But something didn't feel right, nothing sat well with Lone. The warrior sighed and shook his head, though he immediately stopped with Jenson and Luke. Was there a sound? Lone didn't hear anything, but he was also so deep into contemplation that the entire world didn't exist to him. Lone looked around, incredibly wary.

[i]Edging for a fight while also worrying about other things... what is wrong with me?[/i] Lone thought, feeling as though he had dulled as a warrior. However, he disliked the idea of unnecessary bloodshed. If Luke and his gang were trying to pull anything, Lone made it his top priority to take them down when the entire skirmish was over.