Nevin grunted as Elthas agreed to his idea. Hopefully this would set the Elf's mind at ease for a time about the invasion of Goblins he seemed to fear was coming. And if they did find indications that a horde was on the approach? Well, in that case it was better that they were forewarned of the approaching danger, instead of having it come upon them suddenly.

Still, as they were finishing their meals - and apparently resting, according to Elthas' idea - Nevin tilted his head to Aphrael, who trilled at him before taking to the sky, her black and red form blending into the dark sky as her silent wing beats carried her upwards. The alchemist turned his gaze to the Elf, and raised an eyebrow before explaining.

"She will begin scouting for us. In general, her night vision is far superior to my own. She will try to find points of interest for us to inspect more closely." He sat back, folding his arms across his chest. Having an idea of where to search would be better than aimlessly floundering about in the dark, he felt.