Mildor was restless, not quite fond of the hug that was given to him, but accepting it regardless in order to be nice to the different specied lass. He'd slowly stand, helping up his sister as he muttered in Kor's direction, "It's not fighting. It's sibling talk."

The smaller elf would giggle. "We do it all the time! It's how we communicate! Pretty normal, if you ask me."

Mildor suddenly grew tense, feeling as if someone was watching them. "Aeg, hush." He said, frowning and eyes narrowing as he looked around.

"Whyyyy? Mom and Daddy will want us home!"

"Aeg," He snapped. She grew silent, realizing that he wasn't joking. She took his hand and stepped closer, afraid.