Jalisa found herself laughing along with the bard as he described his appearance as a Dragon then struck his pose. It was good to be able to laugh like this, despite the reality of their situation. Verin may very well have their freedom in hand but he could not crush their spirit. Of that they seemed determined to prove. His references to the new fallen snow as he proved his point by using his abilities on the pitcher of water caused her brow to quirk. The grin she sported was mischievous as she glanced at him again. Like him, her voice was low so no other ears heard her but his.

”A mate for my kind is not like those of the humanoid world, Fey. We would come together for a period of a few days, make passionate love, while air born, and then you would be sent away. Nothing is ever life long in my species. Except solitude.”

There was a devious twinkle in her eyes as she spoke of this mating ritual with the Pharie. When she heard the door open and turned to see Brianna walking in, Jalisa glanced at Tiphereth, shared a knowing glance with him then turned and gave her a pleasant smile, offering a good morning as well.

She remained close to the bard knowing the implication of their relationship would require them to remain close. Still, Jalisa made no forward moves to touch him any more than necessary. While they had to play the game of being intimate, she also knew the Fey needed his space as well. Most of the charade would require glances, smiles and supposed longing looks at each other and when they bedded down at night, making sure they shared the same room or laid their sleeping rolls next to each other when in the wild. It was important they continued to plant the seed of a relationship between them to ease the suspicions the others had.

As Tiphereth served the others, Jalisa’s eyes seemed to skim over the gathering group to see what sort of glances and looks she and the Fey were receiving, as well as gauge what thoughts and feelings they may have regarding herself and the bard. What she found interesting was how Jin made certain she stayed as far away form Tiphereth as she could and refused to look the bard in the eye.

Inwardly Jalisa smiled a devious smile. She was thinking of all the fun she could have tormenting the Drowess with little words here and there. Not to mention plant the seed of suspicion in the Ranger. Oh yes. This was going to be a rather….interesting….trip to Oron_D_Naar. One she was starting to look forward to. The beginning of her true nature was taking bud and before this journey was complete, there was no doubt it would come to full blossom.

An unfortunate fact for the companions now gathered in the kitchen sharing a morning meal.

As Jin and Lac’Nala walked into the kitchen, she glanced at Tiphereth, felt that carnal, animalistic urge bubble up within her. Her hand gripped Lac’Nala’s a little tighter as she clenched her jaw and forced that desire back down. There was a logical explanation for this reaction to the Deithir now but what it was, the Drowess couldn’t place her finger on just yet. As soon as she figured it out, she would know how to properly rid herself of it.

If that were possible.

Still, she walked with Lac to the table with her head held proudly and her shoulders square. What ever this was happening she would move past. Lac’Nala was back with her, they had defeated the Gorrinvul, with his dragon friend’s help, and the companions were back together. And getting ready to share a well deserved breakfast.

Refusing to look at Tiphereth if she didn’t have to, Jin gave all the others at the table a genuine smile and nod.

”We live to see another day, my friends. Let us eat the breakfast that has been prepared for us and give thanks to the Gods for the beautiful morning that brings us a chance at new life.”

She glanced at Lac’Nala then and smiled softer as her eyes locked with his.

Just before Lac and Jin had entered the kitchen, Lac whispered in her ear "It would take a horde of demons to part us again." ....... They then entered and sat just as Tiphereth slid a plate of food towards Jin and Lac. As he looked deeply into Jin's eyes a faint smile crossed his lips. He then turned to the others and said.

"I think it is time we continue our journey to the north. After breakfast Ssinjin and I shall speak with King Theoden privately regarding the supplies we will need. Now let us enjoy this fine meal and then prepare yourselves for our journey." He said and began to eat slowly as he watched the others closely, the gnawing feeling of a presence unseen kept a cold hand upon his heart.

Brianna smiled at Augustine as he sat down next to her glad to see that he was smiling as well. She glance at Tiphereth and Jalisa, still uneasy from the horrible dream she'd had the night before and found that she couldn't bring herself to look at Tiphereth just yet, afraid that she would see the evil side of him that had hacked away at her in her dream. But, as he laid the plate in front of her, she smiled a little at him in thanks, only to raise her hand to feel small flowers appearing in her hair. As she plucked one out, she was amazed to see it was one of her favorites.....lilacs. She glanced over at Augustine who was looking rather innocent. Leaning over, she whispered in his ear.

"Thank you, Augustine. I love the smell of these spring flowers and I don't get to wear them as often as I would like."

It was a confession of sorts, one that would tell the druid that while she was a warrior, she was also a woman with a softer side to her that didn't get to come out much.