Daven's Quarry
Serah perks up a little bit more, what could warrant such a question. Does he know of her mother? Is she in danger?
She slips her hand to under her pillow where she stashed one of her daggers when no one was looking.
Her mind races, moving a mile a minute. Are they going to turn on me? Am I over thinking? Can I trust anyone here?
"I don't know, why do you ask." Serah says not permitting her thoughts to show.
Her mind goes into overdrive plotting her possible escape.
Cael
Naudius has to fight his immediate urge to put his knife in the man's back.
If only Naudia were here he thinks, she was always so much better with people.
Naudius thinks, What to do. What to do. OH The Dragon is moving so he must be recruiting, That is my in. The young soldier shall live as though he were worth anything, and the old spy will pretend to be near worthless. Interesting Indeed.
Naudius finds a notable landmark and hides anything that might give him away as something more then a old farmer save as many daggers as he can conceal. He then approaches another soldier under the guise of being a farmer.
"Sir, I am here to join up and deliver a message. Where would I find Commander Dragon?" Naudius asks in the least threatening way possible.
Little bit out of practice, but should be enough.