He listened to her story with an earnest thoughtfulness, raising a brow at the mention of bounty hunters and the adventure she had in escaping them. It was far more glamorous than his own arrival - but undoubtedly far more frightening, as well. "Yes," he agreed softly when she glanced at him, and there was a richness of understanding in his voice as he nodded soberly. "I do, indeed, know." He hadn't been on the run from authorities when he'd left the Northlands for Caido, but he had been before in his life.
"This world has a way of offering second chances," he agreed, his smile a little lopsided. "At least, for some of us. Though I do feel for those who left friends and families and good lives behind them when they were brought here."
He hadn't expected her to share her tale of Frey, but he was glad she did, even as he rubbed at his cold arms while they walked. "So... a gift along with a price?" he asked ruefully. "That matches some of the other stories I've heard about them." And his own encounter with Ludo, though that was of a more... private nature.
"Well, my personal stories might be a bit on the dark side, too," he admitted, grinning at her wink and offering a half-bow in teasing jest back. "Not that I'd turn a drink down for the telling of them! But hmm... let's see... have you heard about the sentient books in the Atheneum?" he asked, plucking a more recent - and far happier - memory from his store of them.
"This world has a way of offering second chances," he agreed, his smile a little lopsided. "At least, for some of us. Though I do feel for those who left friends and families and good lives behind them when they were brought here."
He hadn't expected her to share her tale of Frey, but he was glad she did, even as he rubbed at his cold arms while they walked. "So... a gift along with a price?" he asked ruefully. "That matches some of the other stories I've heard about them." And his own encounter with Ludo, though that was of a more... private nature.
"Well, my personal stories might be a bit on the dark side, too," he admitted, grinning at her wink and offering a half-bow in teasing jest back. "Not that I'd turn a drink down for the telling of them! But hmm... let's see... have you heard about the sentient books in the Atheneum?" he asked, plucking a more recent - and far happier - memory from his store of them.
