Welcome to the crazy. (Actually, at the moment, it's rather serious!)

James blinks at her, then pushed a watch button. "At least let me go with you, I can remain unobserved."

The blue haired toddler thinks for a second, before nodding. The neraprhim, who was about to object, grumbles. "I don't like this..." she mutters. "What if you get hurt?" "Will be fine! Have daggers, can fight." Ice blinks, before taking off her bracers, and doing something with them. She kneels down, and places them on the childs wrists. "Th's' w'll prot'ct."
((I have to many characters named the same... So for now I dub her the neraphrim...))

Pop goes the weasel is heard coming from the watch, and James is covered in metal armor, forming to his body.

Cynthia reaches up, and takes out her hair clips. She turns and hands them to her mother, her blue hair falling down her back in waves.

In an electronic voice James says: "I will protect her with my life."

She nods. "Thank you. Be careful, Cynthi."

"Shall I activate stealth mode?"

"'m not 'ure h'w pl'nn'ng w'rk' h'r', but 'h'uldn't w' w'rk 'ut th' d'ta'l' f'rt'?"
((Tranlation: I'm not sure how planning works here, but shouldn't we work out the details first?))

"First plan always fails. Make a backup."

"I can get us there..."

"Spatial Manipulation..."

"What?"

"Ignore the stupid bard..." Mutters the assassin-fairy girl from earlier.

"Who ARE you?"

She smirks. "Now, now. That would be telling."

"Yeah, I want to know. Where will YOU be later?"

"How old are you?"

She thinks. "Human, fairy, elf, or dragon?"

"Helf?"