The tussle between the two wizards was heavily heated as Cerith pointed out their lack of scouting. A small smirk played across Annabelle’s lips but her hand placed gently on Cerith’s shoulder as if to indicate that he needed to calm down. However Aaron seemed to find it amusing that the seniors of their little group were getting shamed upon by the new comer as he was stifling a laugh at Savlie’s narrowed eyes. 

“Savlie, please. I know I’ve gotten into some tight situations before.” A small cough left Kealsey, and Annabelle quickly corrected herself. “Okay more than a few times but I’ve never brought anyone back. Look we rotate night watch anyway, just keep an eye on him when he sleeps but let him sleep.” She pleaded with the ‘leader’ of their little group as she gave Cerith’s shoulder a small squeeze. “I’ve see his magic, he appeared in front of me. There was no noise around so I know he wasn’t running. It’s a form of teleportation magic.” 

A small sigh left Annabelle as she removed her hand from his shoulder and stepped in between Savlie and Cerith, “I’ll take responsibility for him. Even if it means I have to stay up all night to make sure he doesn’t do anything foolish.” 

[color=blue]Aaron stepped forward as well, “I’ll split the shift with Annabelle so she can sleep. I can prevent a non-magical person from causing us any harm despite how young you think I am.”[/color]

[color=red]Kealsey watched the seriousness of her comrades and turned to look at Savlie. What would he honestly think?[/color]