[h3][color=7bcdc8]Roxas[/color][/h3]
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The elven woman only offered a smile to him in regards to using the charm for herself. She reached forward, swiftly tying it to his person, though easily could be taken off. [color=7bcdc8]"Why would I use it for myself, when I made the charm for you?"[/color] Her ear twitched at the boisterous noise of Vesemir, leaning to look past the large man and listen.

She stood straighter, looking to the arm. She had been about to protest when he grabbed it and did the arm grab of a handshake. Her face didn't visibly say anything, but her body stiffened under his touch. She hadn't liked that too much. Once he let go, she twirled and grabbed her bow on the ground. [color=7bcdc8]"Sure! Let me set my bow down."[/color] She offered him a smile again, and followed after; setting her bow next to her bag and helping dismantle.

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To lighten the travel noise, Roxas sat on the second wagon and played her flute softly. Hopefully nobody would object. Once the rain started its downpour, she put her flute away. Her gaze wandered the forest easily as they traveled; noting the house and them moving past. Once they retuned to take shelter from the rain, she didn't immediately enter the home. She stood off to the side, looking as best as she could through the rain at the surrounding area. 

She wasn't sure what it was, but the area felt off to her. She gave a soft hum to herself, then entered the house. Her instinct stepping into an elven home made her remove her shoes as well, holding them as she stepped in and immediately towards the stairs, dropping her boots off next to the fireplace. As she walked to the stairs, she drew her dagger, making her way up silently. Just before moving up, she set her bag by the stairwell, making her movement as silent as possible.

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