The last time Tal had seen manticore tracks in Halo they'd been beside the body of a former Warden. The results hadn't been particularly pretty and the implications had been potentially dire from a political standpoint. Of course, the deception had been revealed - more or less - and it was all water under the bridge now, but the news of more manticore tracks in the snow had certainly piqued Tal's curiosity.
And his skepticism.
How many manticores were there on Caido, after all?
Still, he'd ended up tagging along because he figured he was one of the few with personal experience in the matter. Color him surprised when Remi himself had been waiting for the new arrivals. "Hey," he offered cautiously, not quite sure what had happened the night of the Hanged Man's opening, but figuring politeness never hurt.
He ambled over to see the tracks had indicated, leaning down to get a better look at the prints and telltales that were being explained before looking nearby for more.
And his skepticism.
How many manticores were there on Caido, after all?
Still, he'd ended up tagging along because he figured he was one of the few with personal experience in the matter. Color him surprised when Remi himself had been waiting for the new arrivals. "Hey," he offered cautiously, not quite sure what had happened the night of the Hanged Man's opening, but figuring politeness never hurt.
He ambled over to see the tracks had indicated, leaning down to get a better look at the prints and telltales that were being explained before looking nearby for more.
