Laina was nibbling on her lip when the decision that Vert would live was declared.  She lightened up a bit but resumed to her nervous habit as she watched those around the table discuss the outcome of it.  Her nails twisted in the cloth of her clothes, she was so excited yet so shy and nervous in front of all of these people.  When the meeting ended Laina followed the others to the West Gate, trailing quite behind and being as invisible as one could be.  She sneaked a few glances at the person named Vert as she walks, [color=powderblue]'What a strange character'[/color]She thought to herself idly as she hurried along to catch up with the others.