Then, as he watched intently, he saw Lalin gear up Dolain';s bow and initially thought that she was going to hand it to him, but instead gazed on with amazement when she actually tried to strike him, a blow that the other elf managed to dodge. When he did so, he was immediately caught with her fist, a strong punch that Faer wouldn't have expected from such a lightweight woman. With eyes wide, his eyebrows raised in disbelief and his jaw slightly open from shock and the corner of his mouth curled up in a smirk -- a look that the normally stoic Faer would not be found with --, he stared at her as she spoke few words to the other elves then turned heel, heading in the direction that lead to himself and Conlan.
It was here that he noticed she was the only one returning to him, Ordhan had been pulled to the side with Falina as they talked amongst themselves and he briefly wondered what they had to discuss that looked so serious and important. But his curiosity had immediately been pushed aside when Lalin returned to his side, his attention focused solely on her when he was going to say something, but then fell silent when he realized that she needed to be alone, her anger strong enough that Faer could easily feel the tenseness from her. His expression turned worried as his eyes fell on Conlan, once again unsure what to say.