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"I saw something glinting in the sunlight, so it naturally caught my attention."
Crysor motioned silently at her to drop the conversation (he was frantically slashing his hand across his throat), trying to keep Kori in place.

Ryoran shook his head at both of them and picked up the pace, catching up with Crysor. "Do you really think it's a good idea?" He looked at him weirdly when he started doing those gestures.

Crysor shrugged, cutting the gestures out awkwardly. His brows were furrowed and his lips were pursed in a priceless expression of awkward exasperation.

"Wait a second, your naturally attracted to shiny things?" She smirked. "You're one of those thief hobbits aren't you?" She pulled out a dagger with a pure gold hilt. "This is what caught your eye little hobbit." She made s throat slitting motion. "That would be you if you try and steal this from me."

Kori's eyes widened as he stared in absolute fascination at the golden dagger, completely ignoring her threat. "Oh... Em... GEE... SHO SHINY!"
Crysor facepalmed violently. That was a mistake, showing him something that glittery...

Ryoran rose both of his eyebrows. Geez, the little girl had a weapon. Good for her. "C'mon Kori, leave the girl with her dagger and get going."

"Hehe... Heh... Hehehe..." he giggled drunkenly as Crysor grabbed his hand and dragged him along.

She bent down and whispered to the hobbit. "I will let you try it on an animal sometime." She bent down and kissed the hobbit on the head. "Lets catch up."

Kori laughed stupidly and staggered after his friends. "Hey... Hey guys... Wait up, guys..."
Crysor sighed, helping the little hobbit along.

She caught up with them. "So it is a yes, I can tag along with three, 'strong' men?" He felt Ryoran's arm. "Very strong." She was obviously trying to use her charm into the trio.

Crysor dropped his head in exasperation, waving at Hailey like Yes yes, you can come...

She smiled. "Perfect." She skipped along but never let go of Ryoran's arm. "You single?"

Crysor once again facepalmed violently, his thin shoulders shaking slightly in suppressed mirth.
Kori didn't try to suppress his laughter. He just busted up, having to lean on Crysor for support.

She turned away, truly embarrassed. "I-I'm sorry." She face palmed herself repeatedly until her forehead started to bleed. She started to lightly cry. "Habit."

Crysor waved at her in apology, his eyes still lighted with humor.
Kori simply offered her a bandaid. Smooth, Kori, smooth.

Ryoran didn't answer her because he was deep in thought about something. He snapped out of it and next thing he knew, she was crying. "Oh gods, sorry, I wasn't paying attention."

She rejected. She sniffed up. "I'm sorry." She looked up at them. "You are the only ones who aren't entranced by my beauty." She laughed. "Why is that?"

"Wow, Ry, wow," Kori giggled in an almost perfect impersonation of Ryoran. "Wow. And I'm only attracted to shiny things and fire, sorry."
Crysor just sighed. Twinkies, all of them. He didn't answer Hailey's question for obvious reasons. In case you hadn't already figured it out, he's not exactly talkative.

Ryoran shot an exasperated look at Kori, but shook his head. "I was thinking, you should try it sometime little man." He looked up at the sky. "Hailey, yes, you're pretty. Kori, no, you won't get the dagger, sorry. Crysor, you suck at talking with your hands. It's getting late, let's walk and find somewhere to make camp."

"Thats all I ask. Why aren't entranced I mea-" She looked at him. "You have someone don't you?"