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"Jennifer," Talon reprimanded her sharply, his jaw clenched together so tightly she swore she could almost hear the grinding of his teeth.

Her mischievous brown eyes squared off against his humourless blue-grey irises before her composure abruptly broke down into a series of playful giggles in response. Acting as if she'd expected his anger, she stepped away from the group as though to avoid his judgemental gaze. Her boots circled around the others like they were traffic cones as she threaded her way towards him. She halted, standing with the heels of her feet joined together as she planted herself next to Talon. The young assassin was almost too absorbed in revealing the results of their investigation to notice her, only stopping to vaguely nod at her presence as he reiterated her earlier theories on the rebel's goals.

"No I didn't find anything on an heir to Crystacia. I'm sorry. We don't know where they'll strike next either. Though, I did find this. It was left by my father, and when I put it on I was treated with a nice vision of the past that Jennifer informs me was of Barthomel's fall and a very painful experience. I don't know what it's done, but I can't remove it. We think that the rebels are connected to Barthomel and are trying to bring him back to life through their dark magic." Talon shook the black sleeve rolled up over his arm, using his right hand to unfurl the cloth down to conceal the silver bracelet encasing his wrist. The action signalled he'd finished talking for the most part, until his expression became quizzical as his eyes regarded Lyuze curiously, "Why is she coming with us again?"

"You're quite the dolt aren't you my poor assassin? I wonder if you've simply shed your ability to hear after listening to the screams of your dying victims?" She said with a helpless shake of her head. Jennifer's voice followed almost immediately after Talon had posed his question, somehow abling an utterly condescending tone despite their height difference. Looking up towards his short black hair from besides his left shoulder, she gave of the impression of a problematic child. "Locien killed her brother," she switched her expression to a cheerful grin then, flashing her eyes towards the brooding dark elf for a instance, "Seems like he carries an awful lot of grudge killing actually."

Shifting her chin, Jennifer's jovial smile returned to face Talon's grim set features, offering an interesting contrast between the two. It was an ever present smile which suggested nothing but the intention to undermine and annoy. "Lyuze more than likely wants revenge, why else seek out the killer of a relative?" she hummed, clearly delighted by the simple motion.