Noru paused for a moment and stared at Flin blankly. He wanted to say something, but nothing he could share would help unveil the situation at hand. The man finally shook his head. "Of course not," He huffed, "We weren't [i]familiar[/i] with one another in the least."

	"We shouldn't concern ourselves with this attack one way another," Zay interjected, "When we return from Marrenfall, I'll submit my report and let Yvette deal with the situation. We have other things to worry about." The Captain yawned and rose from his seat. Neale lowered his head reluctantly in agreement. "There's no good in investigating any further on our own, is there?"

	"No. No, I suppose not," Neale agreed while laying down on his bunk. Not another word left his mouth as he turned to face the Caravan wall. "I should rest, anyways."

	"You should," Noru grunted. Zay made his way outside right afterwards, showing no interest in furthering the conversation with a casual wave of his hand. When he spotted the sudden influx of dragonflies outside though, he went rigid like a [i]statue.[/i] A chill crept up his spine as he climbed up the ladder leading upstairs, shooing away dragonflies that rested on the handlebars.

	"The hell is all this, Lia?" Zay said quietly, tip-toeing past the bugs that covered Caravan Centaurus' roof.