"Why the constant back check?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," returned a pouty Fenrir. A distant look to the wall as well as the constant feed of information told of a gradually subsiding tide, '-seems the panic has calmed. Not Fenrir,' he paused, taking time to scan the area. They had crossed into the land of no return so some said, foolish adventurers hungry for fame and fortune very often returned in body bags. Then and there, Fenrir side-glanced again with a hard-to-read regard, "-STOP IT!" he said, "-tell me what's in thy mind?"
"No," she shrugged her shoulders and crossed her arms, "-why should I, a comrade you've known for long, ask about what just happened. Yeah, it's fine, I understand the new faces, the strange power able to control monsters, I get it, totally."
"Yeah, the expression says otherwise."
"Your point?"
