OOC: It's a definite possibility. :)
Neyan, still frowning, nodded doubtfully at everything Shyirin told her regarding this Leon fellow... Perhaps he was right... Maybe he would be more loyal, now that he knew there was more than one werewolf in this little task force. Still, they barely knew anything about him, save for the fact that he was an Adelan mercenary. From what she knew of Adelans, they were tough and loyal. Hell, they ride dragons, for gods' sake! Still... There was always a bad apple...
She looked between Leon and Shyirin for awhile, sighing softly before giving a final, determined nod. She'd trust her friend... She had no reason not to, after all he did for her in the blizzard, that one fateful day in northern Serendipity. "Alright... I hear you. Maybe he is useful, maybe he is more trustworthy, now that he knows what you are. Maybe I'm worrying too much." She smiled at him, now confident in their little quest.
However, her expression quickly shifted at Shyirin's plan for if and when this guy shifted... He was planning on mauling this guy in his own wolf form? She felt she needed to reiterate her point about how big and tough this guy was in comparison to Shyirin, but he was still in the middle of explaining his plan. She was a bit relieved that he had the necessary materials for if such an event occurred, but she had to admit, she'd much rather jab Leon with silver and wolf's bane, than her best friend.
Shyirin seemed set in his idea, though, and she wasn't going to take that away from him. Swallowing hard, she bit her lip without response. "Well... I guess that's that, then. Let's get back to them... I bet they're already suspicious..." She said worriedly, glancing at Kai's curious expression that he gave whilst peeking at the two. She straightened her posture, walking back with a big, albeit forced smile. "Well, ready to go, guys? C'mon! We're burning daylight!" She clapped slightly.
Leon looked back as she made her voice well known, downing his tankard of whatever alcohol was inside before standing, walking back over to them all with crossed arms. "We finally done screwing around? My sword arm's aching for some action. Haven't seen any since I left the Thunderblacks." He mentioned. Neyan gulped as he came closer to them all, taking an instinctual step back. He merely narrowed his eyes. "I guess I shouldn't expect you to play doctor with me, if the time comes?" He somewhat joked, seeing her nervousness.