Tajjus exhaled a light huff, though it would be left unclear if it was one of frustration or dissatisfaction. The she-elf was not going to fight, she was making it rather clear. 
	“Is that not, again, assuming I am driven entirely by greed, rather than elements of determination or necessity?” Tajjus returned to her without  further a due. Then there was something. An admittance. She was saying he was hunting her, when he hadn’t officially confirmed it. It was something that told him there was a chance that either she was admitting he was hunting her. Meaning that she had a chance of knowing that she [i]was[/i] his target after all. Or, she was wrapping up some of her own quip. The latter seemed less likely, given his circumstances. The woman would go on to look at the two shadowed figures. There was a muttering of how she wanted him to leave, and where to look. Tajjus counted her advice null-void, but would back off nonetheless. He would depart, turning around, wordlessly leaving this she-elf to her doings. 

This conversation hadn’t been only to exchange philosophies or warnings…but as Tajjus had originally set as his objective, he was the calm before the storm. He would seem to dissipate into the forest without effort, as he distanced himself from the house, returning up the mountain. But he would not leave, rather he would turn around, and watch. The Orc army who had been chasing someone or the other was on the move. Tajjus caught a glimpse of moving shadows, slowly coming in the direction of the house. Whether they had followed him or not, they were locking onto the house. Slowly spreading out, planting their archers strategically, no doubt. And so, now that the wind had whistled against this house, and left, they would be subject to enduring the full might of the coming Orcs. Why he stood and watched? He still had questions to be answered. 

The orc army was specifically out of ear shot, and some distance, but definitely gradually closing in from the latter end of the house, forming a growing semi-circle as they went. 
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Kili would move from the shadows, though not entirely from his overall advantage point. This woman, this man, this creature were all still possible enemies. Until the strange man left after the elf muttered to him, and she seemed to ease herself. Kili still had his bow ready, though it wasn’t aimed specifically for anyone. 
	“Alright then. Who are you?” Kili interrupted the looming quietness, by jutting a question out at the tall, elegant being.