[i][color=silver]"Complicated indeed. I understand,"[/color][/i] Aust replied tersely in the Elven tongue and returning his blade to its sheathe. Pushing himself to his feet, he crossed his arms over his chest and finally settled his eyes on one person. The Knight didn't seem to be of a mind to resist, at least not yet, but that didn't mean he shouldn't be watched. Very shortly after the Elf rested his eyes on the figure however, he dropped to the ground. Upon glancing to Juna and the blade she now held, he surmised what had happened and couldn't help wincing in mild sympathy to the man's pain. While it may not have been entirely undeserved, a kick like that was simply cruel.

Reasoning that the Knight had likely dealt out at least as much cruelty to any one being in the past, Aust remained silent while Lothren gave the rest of his orders and vanished up the stairs. He tensed and almost spoke up when Annara approached the man again, but the anger she had been mired in earlier seemed to have passed. At the least, her insults had become less crude and she wasn't striking him. After they both got a few words in, Annara started for the stairs. Aust watched her climb them, noting the way she moved and the dispassionate look she offered the Knight over her shoulder. The man, clearly weakened by his plight and subsequent encounter with the Ytharien, was slower to make his way up those first few steps. As the two climbed the stairs, Aust spared another glance towards Juna before looking down to the man still sprawled at his feet. Nothing had changed about the Mage's condition in so short a time, but the elf still looked troubled.

[color=silver]"Go on ahead. I'll be along shortly, after I see what can be done for our other friend here. Won't be more than a minute behind you, I just don't want him following us if I can help it,"[/color] he explained, kneeling by the mage again. Placing a hand over the man's eyes, he started to chant softly as though preparing a complicated spell to lay over the Mage.