Nestor, having heard the bright-eyed man’s response, concluded, [i]he’s efficient[/i] and harrumphed, jumping down from the bench. As he landed(Time – 0), he took a few moments to brush dirt from his otherwise-adequate cloak. Once finished, (Time – 2) he looked over at the stranger and, with a emphasized nod, pointed down to his hand (Time – 3). With his hand, he was pointing towards the man in leather armor. “Prove you’re in this group, first,” he commented, his eyes straining slightly. (Time – 5)

His expression gradually became more stressed over the next few seconds as he said, “there are plenty of rogues in these crowds, you have to make sure you can trust each other.” First, he pointed in the opposite direction of the man in leather armor, emphasizing the word [i]rogues[/i] as he spoke. (Time – 7) Next, he pointed over his right shoulder, emphasizing the word, [i]trust[/i] as he spoke. (Time – 10) He then dropped his hands and awaited the man’s response, his eyes shifting across the crowd, scanning.

From where they stood, there were a great many groups of men forming. Among them were at least three groups with men in the same leather armor as the man Nestor gestured at. Two such groups were located in the directions Nestor gestured at, one next to the fountain, the man in leather armor near another bench and a few others, and a larger group near the stairs to the town hall. From Nestor and Kyoht’s position, all three of these groups were almost equally distant from one another.

As Nestor awaited the stranger’s response, (Time – 13) he managed to whisper without moving his lips, barely uttering, “meet me in Rusty’s Bed and Breakfast.” (Time – 15) With these words uttered, he fixed his gaze directly at the golden eyes of the stranger and, with a newly relaxed gaze, held out his hand. “Let’s see if that scroll of yours has the right number, eh?” he commented, presenting a painfully fake smile.