ELLIOT RAE
Rae turned to see Kri sit beside her, a few moments passing before she spoke. "Um," she began, "Rae, right? I need some help with this problem I've been having... How much do you know about dreams?"
Quickly running through her mind, Rae couldn't think of having learned anything in her healing studies that had to do with dreams. After all, it wasn't a physical injury; there couldn't be much a healer could do. "Not much," she finally replied. "Why?"
CARSON RAE
"I'm telling you, it's true!" Carson laughed loudly at his friend's proclamation of honesty; no way he took on that many dead. But he appreciated the story, even if the truth was stretched a bit - it made them laugh, and feel a bit closer. And that can go a long way when you need to rely on them in battle.
"I'll believe it when I see it," he replied simply, playfully punching the fellow rebel in the shoulder.
"You touch anyone, breath to anyone, talk to anyone, I'll shoot you. If there is an earthquake, someone chokes, or fall and crack their skull open, I'm blaming you. Now get going, you knife-eared begger." Carson turned as he heard this, wondering what was going on. He saw Duma and...who was that?
"Hey!" He walked towards them quickly. "What is this? Who is he?"