Noctisardor Bypass Stop posting the eyeballs -- if you don't stop I'm gonna take them away from you

Indeed! Wrapping my part here.

And so they went. Arbiter wasn't exactly the chattiest of traveling companions. She would speak if questions were asked, but for the most part her attention flit between various bits on the horizon then to their charge and back again. She didn't think there was much in the way of news or anything to bring to the Easthollow wolves, so she wasn't going to go calling for Valette or anything. She'd have to give it some thought and see when would make sense to next stop by. Not now, at least.

She did wonder if he'd grow up -- or whatever it was that Charles needed to turn into something more resembling an individual -- but in the end she didn't spend too long thinking about it. There were other things that were more worth the time and energy. A trip there, a trip back, but at least she'd have a better sense of Pheiros' skills so far. It was at least one good thing.