Cerith didn't like these new two. He kept his posture rigid and defensive as he listened to them discuss. The girl was hard to see with all the red but the male he was able to examine. Typical arrogant wizard. Cerith had no doubt if either of these two knew what he could do they would quickly get rid of him. As it was, he wouldn't be surprised if they refused him now. He glanced slightly to the left as Annabelle defended him and herself. Apparently, she had gotten in trouble with them before. Knowing how she was wanting to help him, he wasn't surprised. He lifted his chin and stared at this Savile. 

Savile stared down at the stranger. He didn't trust him. He didn't like him. And Annabelle was getting very frustrating to deal with. She was going to get them all caught if not killed. He shook his head. "Annabelle, Annabelle, Annabelle." His tone was not kind. "You are to naive. What if he did that purposely to get wizard compassion? Or, assuming he's one of us, he is obviously fought with Council guards. Now you've lead them here." 

Cerith narrowed his eyes, not at the jabs at him, he didn't care. "If you are any true wizards you would have scouted us out and the area before confronting us." His tone was dry and dismissive. "If you had, you would know that no one followed us. Makes me wonder if you guys even know what you are doing or if you are just playing survival." He smirked and lifted his chin.

Savile narrowed his eyes. There was something about this stranger. He scrutinized him. He turned to Annabelle. "Tell me, why is this stranger so important? Why are you willing to risk everyone's life, including yours, to help someone you don't know." His eyes narrowed and he gestured to Aaron. "Is this stranger more important than Aaron? Or any of the rest of us?"