Daca'li's eyes snapped over toward the female, his eyes narrowing some at the mention of a bandit. 'A bandit?! We're so close to--'Â Daca'li's thoughts came to an abrupt halt once he realised that there wasn't a bandit in sight. The only ones present were those hired and the driver himself. Daca'li's eyes narrowed, those green orbs following the girl as she began to slink away. He quietly huffed, his eyes falling to the ground.Â
"...speaking of bandits," Daca'li mumbled before slipping his fingers into a pouch tied around his belt. "...I wonder where they might attack if they find the stones to do so..." Daca'li slipped a small, rolled up parchment from his pouch. He cleared his throat as he unrolled the paper and examined it's contents, mumbling to himself every few moments before slipping it back into it's previous location. "I don't think you'll have to worry too much about it," he says to no one in particular, though it was meant more for the miqo'te who had slipped away. "Well. Maybe I'm speaking too early. We'll probably be attacked somewhere down this very road! Who knows!" Daca'li threw up his hands some, lightly shrugging. Before he could continue with his teasing, he felt something hard hit him in the back of the head, forcing him to stumble. "Ow! What th--"
"Oi! No talk of bandits!" Daca'li turned around only to see that his 'attacker' was the blonde haired, blue eyed driver. Daca'li scowled; it seemed that his teasing of the timid miqo'te wasn't on the agenda. For now, at least.
"...speaking of bandits," Daca'li mumbled before slipping his fingers into a pouch tied around his belt. "...I wonder where they might attack if they find the stones to do so..." Daca'li slipped a small, rolled up parchment from his pouch. He cleared his throat as he unrolled the paper and examined it's contents, mumbling to himself every few moments before slipping it back into it's previous location. "I don't think you'll have to worry too much about it," he says to no one in particular, though it was meant more for the miqo'te who had slipped away. "Well. Maybe I'm speaking too early. We'll probably be attacked somewhere down this very road! Who knows!" Daca'li threw up his hands some, lightly shrugging. Before he could continue with his teasing, he felt something hard hit him in the back of the head, forcing him to stumble. "Ow! What th--"
"Oi! No talk of bandits!" Daca'li turned around only to see that his 'attacker' was the blonde haired, blue eyed driver. Daca'li scowled; it seemed that his teasing of the timid miqo'te wasn't on the agenda. For now, at least.
