Callum
What's the worst that could happen
Callum's gaze swept over the crowds, still looking for his mark - but his eyes never strayed far from Noah, flickering over to the other man periodically as though to keep tabs on where he was and what he was doing. People dispersed as they walked further from the skyport, no doubt off to find those god-touched flowers that everyone was on about. For Callum's part, he wouldn't be opposed to finding one, but gods only knew what he'd do with it after doing so.
The mercenary shrugged. "Torchline has bounty hunters," he offered. "Some are more... reliable than others." He wouldn't name his source, but he'd worked with them enough to know that their intel was usually good. "The goal is to bring him back alive." Of course, whether or not Cal was successful in that effort would depend a great deal on his target's actions. Self-defense and all that.
The mercenary shrugged. "Torchline has bounty hunters," he offered. "Some are more... reliable than others." He wouldn't name his source, but he'd worked with them enough to know that their intel was usually good. "The goal is to bring him back alive." Of course, whether or not Cal was successful in that effort would depend a great deal on his target's actions. Self-defense and all that.
When two worlds collide
