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"Fine," he hissed, fists still clenched and teeth still gritting as he watched Sora leave. Shelden stood there for a few moments, his anger still raging around despite it begin over for now, his body still shaking in fury. Finally he took a deep breath, beginning to mutter inaudibly under his breath as he stormed through the kitchen door and to the front room of the inn. He marched over to the fire place, keeping his eyesight straight and down as he sat a swiftly yanked on his boots. His robes weren't quite finished drying, though he hadn't intended to waste time putting them on anyways, wet or not.

With a final tug Shelden had both boots on. He flipped up onto his feet, marching to the door and attempted to unlatch it without tearing the chain off. He continued muttering under his breath, the words fading in and out and beginning to switch between the common and elvin tongue. Finally he got the chain off and quickly yanked the door open, the feel of the cold air inviting to him for once.

He stood there in the doorway a moment, staring outside. He wanted to get away from this place as far as he could manage. He was angry and unhappy and if it got any worse he'd go and make himself sick. With another swift suck in of breath he went out, shutting the door firmly behind him.

The snow had lightened up now, falling in a light powder. Shelden stared at it a moment, looking around and noticing the areas scarred from the battle earlier. He frowned, turning the opposite direction and making his way away from town. In a few minutes he was a good distance away, the town just a dark outline in the distance behind him. Shelden took a deep breath, plopping down right where he was standing in the snow. He placed his face in his hands, resting his elbows on his knees as he took a few deep breaths. Slowly he began to mutter something, a sort prayer in his own language. He continued, the words slowly falling into rhythm as he said them. He shivered, the cold getting to him slowly though he ignored it, focusing hard and continuing with his prayer.

Shelden blinked, halting in his prayer and looking up from his hands because of the sounds he heard. He blinked and frowned a bit, noticing Sora messing around with the snow. He rolled his eyes a bit and grunted, looking back towards the ground in front of him. He stared at the snow as though studying it before dipping his hand in and rolling the snow in his hands. He crushed it in his palm, another shiver coming from the coldness. He was beginning to think that leaving his robes was a bad thing, his underclothes certainly not serving as decent winter gear, especially since they’d been wetted from the water used before.

Shelden sighed, throwing down the snow and rubbing his arms to form some warmth friction. He brought up a small fire aura around himself for warmth, getting up and swiping the snow and dirt from his pants. Wrapping his arms around himself he turned around and headed back for the inn, staring at the ground blankly almost the entire way.

He glanced up as he passed, noticing Sora change the ice tree he'd formed into more snow. He gave a slight frown.

'Stupid water bending show-off...' he mouthed silently to himself as he approached the inn door, opening it up and going inside. He sighed, once again welcoming the warmth as he'd done the first time before heading over to the fireplace. He grabbed his tome from up top, sitting down cross-legged in front of the flames. He reached over and dug through his travelers pack, finding a quill, ink, and a clean sheet of parchment. Unrolling the parchment, he spread it over the cover of the tome and dipped the quill in the ink, beginning to write carefully.

Envy smiled at Magdalena. "It depends on the elf and the human, though there are rummors that elves are supposed to be wise..." She said with a smile. "Then again, Sometimes I wonder how that rumor got started..." She said with a chuckle.

Shelden watched Sora with testy suspicion, scooting away a bit when the water bender laid down in near the fireplace. He continued writing, flipping through the book and pulling out what seemed like old parchments to read them over before refolding them and replacing them in the pages. He etched a few more words, re-inking his pen and catching sight of the water dancing around Sora. He blinked, raising an eyebrow while giving a small confused frown before looking away and returning what he was doing.

'Best keep my mouth shut, or he'll over react and I'll end up doing something else I don't want too...' He thought to himself, looking and rereading what he'd written.

Shelden continued writing, giving Sora side glances of suspicion once in a while as he did. Eventually he sighed, looking at the paper once more before giving a satisfied nod. He blew gently on the page to help the ink dry faster, carefully folding it and placing it in between one of the pages of his tome.

"I'm thirsty..." He muttered to himself. Shelden stood up, setting the tome back in its original place on top the fireplace. He corked the ink bottle, setting it back in his pack, the quill still in hand as he needed to clean it off before putting it away. He took a deep breath, walking around Sora's sprawled figure despite his desire to simply step on the water bender and headed for the kitchen to make himself more tea.

Shelden hummed lightly to himself as he entered the kitchen, glancing at Magdalena and Envy before searching out the kettle he'd used before. He glanced around, a small frown crossing his face.

"Is the water reserve empty?" He asked, noticing an empty bucket that looked like it had been filled with water before. He looked around a bit, making sure he hadn't missed any sort of special tank reserve the inn might have.