Zavenlora kept quiet, still just as angry as Atinneas was. Though, it seemed this humanoid creature just didn't get it. It was aggravating. She turned her head away from the direction Astraea was. She has had enough. She decided to take a breather, and was offended by Astraea's words. He knew nothing of gembounds. Their forms were their own, borrowed or not. But what did he mean by it?

-Exit

@Attikias

The elf dipped his head once more upon being spoken to. 'And you too,' he nearly tried to speak back to Astraea, though his mind stuttered. It didn't handle the words- only seemed to understand them as they came in.

The lioness's scorn was turned to him. He turned to regard her, for a moment, stepping quietly backwards. "You wouldn't have put yourselves in danger if you didn't attack." His gaze was turned to the wolf, which, true, he felt a pang of sympathy for, he also... Didn't feel much. "Your friend here isn't hurt. I'm sorry about- um- Aetius, but she might've done something else wrong."

He shook his head, turning away now to gather his items. "It's not nice to pry into someone's past without them knowing. There are things they may not want to be known." 'Especially Astraea's...' His mind trailed as he scooped up the cloak, his bag going over one shoulder before the clock laid on top. "Be more careful in the future."

And without another word, he left for home, spear in hand without a glance back.

;exit Attikias