"Wow, that is so nice of you to offer," she said, flashing another small smile, "Perhaps I'll come nibble on some of your stuff before venturing above decks, if you'll have me. Besides, it'll give me a chance to better get to know you."
The Venator was halfway distracted, and he just nodded. He felt something strange in his stomach, even more so than usual. It felt... cold. A shiver ran up his spine.
Caiden then paused in mild surprise when the elf looked at his stomach again and said a little louder, "And you too, Percula. You seem like a fascinating individual."
“Uh… thanks?” Percula finally said, obviously puzzled. “You too?”
He was probably never going to get used to this.
Evvy then held out a hand for him to lead the way, but Caiden glanced down at the caracal rubbing against his leg. A very brief smile pulled at one side of his mouth before he reached down and gently picked up Dusk, holding him in his arms against his chest, scratching his cheek. It wasn't hard to tell he was familiar with how to handle a cat.
"This way," said Caiden, turning and heading back toward the room with the horses. He opened the door again and stopped near his supply bags, sitting on the floor to throw one of them open.
There were several supplies in this one, including a few of his potion reagents, though they were kept carefully separated from the food. The edibles included various kinds of jerky, some dried berries, and some bread, along with several flasks.
"This one's water," he said, pointing out one of the flasks. "Otherwise, just take your pick. Most of the meat is venison, by the way."
Caiden slid his arm from around Dusk, allowing the cat to get in his lap if he wanted to, while he kept petting him. But the cold he'd felt in his stomach earlier still concerned him, and he asked under his breath, "You doing alright, Percula?"
"I...saw him transforming the night before we told him. Just watching it was torturous, but for him to live through almost every night, completely unaware..." The Inquisitor's voice trailed off in quiet horror, but he quickly composed himself. "I may not have known him as long as you have, but if anyone deserves...or even has a chance to break such a curse, I'd say he would."
"You'd be right about that," Elektra said, her voice low - but she fell silent afterwards.
After talking extensively about ballistae, Marcus frowned when he realized that he was beginning to ramble, then admitted, "Apologies if I'm boring you. With the shocking revelations and secrets we've all been burdened with, I needed to...fall back to familiar ground. Until I can return to my sworn duties, this weapon offered the next best thing."
Elektra shrugged and said, "You're fine. I understand." She gestured generally to the sea around them and went on, "This is familiarity to me, so I'm right at home."
After a moment, she looked at him a while longer before saying, "You talk like there's more than one 'shocking revelation.' I admit I almost feel stupid for letting a werewolf come onto the ship, but it's Tom, so I agreed to it. As for the others, I barely know any of them... Is there some other huge potential danger I should know about?" she asked, arching a brow again.