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[Haspen]

Gregor&Chris: The two could see as the horseman dissappears in the forest, albeit the sound of horse's hooves on the dirt road was heard for some more time.

[Sirus]

Gregor arched an eyebrow, though he was far from certain that Chris could see it.

: "Of all the potential conversations to be had while tracking a horse and rider, that wasn't what I was expecting. Why do you ask?"

[SeriousConcentrate]

"We'll never catch up to that guy on foot. Maybe we can ask Seyena to track him."

That stated, he turned back to Gregor.

"I was curious, about several things. One is that you two seem happy. Another is that I wonder if it could work. You're a von Hexham, not a free commonblood nobody like myself. What's it like, being from a prestigious family?"

[Praefectus Screptum]

The shaman sighed watching the other two leaving and crossed his arms.

"I wonder what is the limit of people's curiosity sometimes."

[Sirus]

: "Good idea, though I wonder if she can even see whoever that is from the air at this time of night. Perhaps we can find some tracks to follow in the morning."

He scratched his head at Chris' questions. He still didn't know what the sudden interest was, but at least the inscrutable spy seemed genuinely curious and not merely fishing for gossip.

: "Well, while I can't speak for Charlotte, I know I feel happy whenever she's around. Like the world is made just a bit better by her presence alone.

"And trust me, my family is hardly on the level of say, Lady Prixima. My father has some clout in the Menelean Army, and my older brothers are fine warriors in their own right, but it's not like we're nobility or even particularly wealthy. I suppose the biggest difference between most commoners and myself is that I had a chance at formal education before getting enlisted."

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Hmm. Lady Prixima must hold your family in high regard anyway. One of my particular orders was to make sure you stay alive. Even if everyone else dies."

Chris shrugged, but not sarcastically as he usually did.

"Well, I'll drop the subject for now. Doubtless the two of you will figure out a way to cross that bridge when you come to it. In the interest of fairness, you can ask me a few questions if you'd like."

[Sirus]

: "Hmph. I don't know why Prixima cares so much, but keep that particular order to yourself, please."

Now that was a disturbing thought. He quickly changed the subject.

: "So while we're on the subject, what's going on with you and Ami? You actually seemed happy for once when you two came back from scouting."

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Ami... Well, I don't know. To be perfectly honest I really don't care about almost anything one way or the other - just getting the job done. But I find myself wanting to keep her alive. I would miss her if we parted ways."

Chris looked uncomfortable for a moment.

"I guess that's not quite the same way you feel about Charlotte. But I do know if you guys stop working for Prixima, I'll come with you. She knew I was going to leave her service one day; I told her as much before I started working for her."

[Sirus]

Gregor couldn't help but smile.

: "I don't know...sounds at least a little like the way I feel. And I may take you up on that offer one day."

: "So...how long have you been a spy? Or is that classified?"

[scapheap]

The shaman sighed watching the other two leaving and crossed his arms.

"I wonder what is the limit of people's curiosity sometimes."

Ami pop up behind Tantallos
 
:"I don't there is a limit."

[freeformschooler]

Charlotte snapped at Ami and Tant.

: "Does no one sleep around here!?"

[Praefectus Screptum]

The shaman sighed watching the other two leaving and crossed his arms.

"I wonder what is the limit of people's curiosity sometimes."

Ami pop up behind Tantallos
 
:"I don't there is a limit."

Tantallos blinked and slowly turned his head to the side to stare at Ami.
"Probably.. I just think they should share their thoughts with more people."

The shaman shrugged at Charlotte and grinned under his hood.

"I do sleep. I was taking a nice nap earlier when everyone was discussing about Adrien. But do not worry, we will not speak so loud."

[Blade Master Model 42]

Charlotte snapped at Ami and Tant.

: "Does no one sleep around here!?"

"On a belly full of cold food, and with horsemen tromping about in the woods near our stealth camp? Doesn't seem like." Valor sat up atop his bedroll, grabbing his blade for assurance in the dark. It was still there, of course.

[SeriousConcentrate]

Chris thought about it.

"Always, I suppose. It's the easiest way to make a living, even for a child. Just keep your ears open and find someone willing to buy the information you have, and you can usually get a meal out of it."

He scratched his chin as they walked.

"If you meant 'how long for Prixima' then about two years, give or take a few months. I thought I might try steady employment for a change, but I'm not sure it suits me. What about you? Are you a warrior because it's the family business, or because you want to be?"

[Sirus]

Gregor sighed.

: "Little of both, I suppose. It started as just being the 'family business' as you put it. I was never very fond of my father or brothers for dragging me away from my books to smack each other with sticks. It's different now, though to what degree I can't say."

A thought struck him.

: "What about you? Is this your 'family business'?