'Frankly, I don't think it's a problem in this case,' Sett countered, in a normal volume and persuasive tone now that the Skayleigh had abandoned privacy. 'She wants to find a dragon. [i]We[/i] want to find a dragon. The chances that we'll encounter the same dragon are very high indeed, ergo we'd be meeting up again at that point with no idea of each other's motives anyway. We might as well take her along for the ride, if that's... the... what the...?!'

He'd admit, he was rather alarmed by the sight of a woman charging at him, only to spiral into the air over his head haphazardly, as if propelled by a cannon. First just above him, then horizontally past him and his conversational partner, and finally into some bushes like a maniac, stumbling out with twings in her hair and blood in her mouth. Okay, so that didn't bode quite so well for their future relationship either way... not that it mattered, because she was charging toward the burning village where the rest of the group lay in wait anyway. And he really would get quite upset if Mr. Skay-Lay suggested he had anything to do with that, because to his knowledge, he'd not uttered one word about where the rest of the party was.

'I suppose we're going to meet with the others, then,' he stated firmly, as if it was his idea all along. 'By the way, I didn't quite catch your name earlier, sir. Maybe tell me along the way.' Cavalier and smiling, he turned and began strolling after the woman, assured that they'd probably meet her again with the rest of their party either way, and so feeling no particular need to rush. Besides, if they were fighty about her, his presence would hardly help, aha.

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