- - - - Rikuto
Rikuto sighed, smirking slightly.
He assumed still that this was her fight, and she wouldn't want to ask for help.
In that sense, he leaned back against a tree.
Perhaps there was a way to help, without looking as if he thought she needed to be protected?
He's still a disgusting high elf, no doubt. Arlena said as he tried to get them back onto good terms. "I bet you did, but it's too late for that now." She stood up and shut her eyes. She was in no condition to fight now. She looked over to Rukito who was leaning against a tree.
Arlena finally rose to her feet, noticing Fletcher wanting to kill her and Decam trying to defend her. "Don't betray your own race, high elf. You'd never fit in or survive here." She clenched her fist.