Am I that bad of a comforter? Tavelon thought to himself as she ran away at the mere sight of him. He wasn't sure if he should go after her or if she wanted to be left alone. There was really only one way to find out, so he set his things back and went to follow her. He turned to Lorcan "Do you know what's going on? Is she ok?" he asked. Lorcan probably knew her well, he'd probably be better off comforting her than him.