Citra had remained quiet as they walked, thinking over the conversation they had about spirit guides. The Eldar had told her that she was unworthy of such an honor as a hybrid, so she wasn't expecting one to come hopping her way. She sighed, peeking up around her at the group she had just fallen into, her eyes lingering on the robes of the strange boy. She wanted to tell them that she didn't mind building a fire for them to stay warm, but she remained quiet. She'd never had friends before and this seemed like an odd way to make them, but she had no where else to go and who doesn't love an adventure?