There was validity to Finntello's words, if Florence had stuck around it would be only a matter of time before Xevon or Alma began clashing heads with her. She supposed that not everyone can keep biting their tongue in order to achieve something. Her head turned to the side as she felt Finn's hand slip into hers, Florence was practically gone now, and then she turned out of view of the rubble.

Following her departure, her vision was obscured by a wing as it angled itself around her, drawing her attention back to the man beside her.

"Leaving him to make all the decisions is a lot to rest on his shoulders, even with Alma's help." Lily kept her voice lowered, giving the other winged individual a short glance before returning her focus back to Finn.

Callisto frowned as he looked up at Xevon now, the man was just stnading there and looking like a personified thundercloud. Had he even heard what he had just said? Perhaps his annoyance at this new woman was enough to make him go mute.

"Xevon?" He pushed, moving a hand to touch at his arm, careful in its slow approach and the softest tap on his arm before retreating again. Hyperaware of the fact that Xevon might not be in the mood for informalities.

The sun had already climbed a decent way into the sky by now, with the rucksack being the only thing Callisto had found, they had nothing to show for their search. On top of that, where were they supposed to walk to now? Sure they had the two sets of wings to scout, but what should they be looking for? There had to be a cellar door situation in this realm as well, a back door their could slip out through and return to their home.

Lily frowned and looked back up at Finn as the words left his mouth, feeling his feathers brush her shoulder as she twisted to face him a little better.

"It doesn't always happen, that's impossible." She huffed, nudging her shoulder into him lightly but keeping her hold on his hand secured. "I can't think of anything you screwed up, so at least recently you haven't." Lily offered him a smile before a thought rose to the front of her brain.

"And before you say it," Her head cocked to the side. "You didn't screw up with Veles, he's a god so it would be stupid to assume there wouldn't be injury. You happened to be the one it happened to." She neglected the part where she had tried to stop it and ended up blinding herself. A fact that Lily hadn't quite come to terms with yet, obviously it was impacting her navigational skills. However, the gravity of the fact she was blinded on one side, along with a probably ugly scar to match, hadn't settled in yet. Not when they were in such high tension situations, she had no time to think about it.

Callisto took a small step back as Xevon moved past him to exit the ruins, he stared for a moment after him before reluctantly he picked his way through the rubble after him. This was all a bit much, he had spent years in relative peace and quiet, but this was a lot of action in a very short period of time and it was exhausting. That or he was simply too old in his mind and his younger body didn't match the inside.

"I suppose she could have been bluffing about these creatures." He mumbled in light agreement once he had made it outside to stand beside Xevon once more. It was on the tip of his tongue that perhaps barrell rolling into any living thing they found maybe wasn't the best move, but he knew it wouldn't help the situation at all. Things are better left unsaid.

Now that he was outside, Callisto could taste Florence on the humid air. Her scent lingered in the tiny weightless droplets of mist, leaving a distinct trail of where she had walked off to. Not that Callisto could see her at all now, there was only her trail left behind that vanished over a rise in the hillocks.