She couldn't look at him anymore...She grabbed one of the boxes to carry to the cabin. There was a thin deer trail leading steeply upwards to the north.

( True love breaks the evil spell- lol )

Alister carried as much as he could, which was a good bit. He followed after her in dark, emotionless silence.

About a hundred yards up, they came to a clearing with a stream running through it. A small, dilapidated cabin sat nearby, leaning slightly to one side. Shifting her weight to open the door with one hand, Electa entered the cabin and dumped her box onto the table.

Alister put some supplies down along with his backpack. He seemed rather bland still, though. As if he didn't care at all.

She went right up to him and said, "What's wrong with you? Lately, you've been...off. And I'm not going to stop bugging you until you tell me."

"I don't know what you mean." He replied, his voice just.. didn't sound his own. It was like he wasn't even himself anymore.

"Maybe that's what you think, but I know what I'm talking about."

He just brushed it off.. he hadn't noticed anything. At the same time, though, he did feel something was off. But all his emotions were dulled.

She stared at him, wondering what was wrong...

" So, what is first on our to-do list here? " He asked, still seeming quite bored with all of this.