Fronaldo paces the perimeter of the group as they discuss the plan for the next day. His red eyes track Aron when she speaks or moves, fascinated by her tall, alien (to his perspective) beauty. He causally flips a dagger up into the air and catches it as he paces. He offers no opinion on potential options for tomorrow’s activities.
He has erected his tent and left his camping supplies inside. He prefers to bring the portable alchemist lab along, just in case.