At Bastien's comment about showing off, the bard merely smirked and let Rexanna enjoy the compliment. He followed behind them both, pausing to examine the statues a little more closely and letting them get a little bit ahead. He caught up as Bastien asked for a light, but could only shrug and give a wry smile. As he opened his mouth to say something about adventure preparedness, Rexanna spoke up with a sensual purr in her voice and the bard raised a brow. Assuming her magic was, like Edy's, fire-based he stepped back to give her plenty of room, glancing to Bastien to see if their host knew what to expect.
The fizz of a sparkler brought his gaze immediately to Rexanna's hand - and then up, sharp blue eyes scanning the words swiftly. "Once all eyes are pointed away, the door shall open," he read aloud. Chuckling he turned to look at the statues, beginning to walk back towards them. "While it might mean our own eyes, somehow I think it means the eyes of these lovely ladies here... those who have eyes left. Shall we see if, by chance, they can be turned on their bases?" He grinned, setting his hands on the hip of one and trying, experimentally, to see if it could be twisted to look away from the door.
The fizz of a sparkler brought his gaze immediately to Rexanna's hand - and then up, sharp blue eyes scanning the words swiftly. "Once all eyes are pointed away, the door shall open," he read aloud. Chuckling he turned to look at the statues, beginning to walk back towards them. "While it might mean our own eyes, somehow I think it means the eyes of these lovely ladies here... those who have eyes left. Shall we see if, by chance, they can be turned on their bases?" He grinned, setting his hands on the hip of one and trying, experimentally, to see if it could be twisted to look away from the door.
