Mayt would pale horribly when Sasha starts laughing, but he'd visibly relax once he realizes that she was just amused by the fact he thought she'd say something mean. His skin color returns quickly, even with a little bit of a blush, and he smiles back, letting go of his swords scabbard and pulling his hand out of his pocket. He listens to her theory about one of his parents being magic, which made a little sense. "Would explain how good my parents were at their... Profession, but it makes me wonder why such a small town, clearly with any sort of magical powers they should be able to carve out some kind of better living right?" He sighs.

"And I don't like the idea of being watched. It's a tad disturbing, but I have to thank them. Having a weapon has certainly made more certain I have food when I get a chance to rest. On the roads at least." He chuckles a little. "Despite not having my parents since I was ten, they were the most competent I had and still the most impacting." His voice drops, as if he's adding a footnote. "Even if I didn't really give any of the others a chance." He looks up at her, then at the road ahead, feeling comfortable traveling again.

He waits a long moment before speaking again, fidgeting slightly. "I guess that's why I joined the Guild, to have somewhere permanent to stay and be accepted. I've been traveling since I was eighteen, and I've made plenty friends, but rarely do I come across them twice. At least, by the looks of it, the guild can provide me with money to clothe and feed myself to boot." He smiles some more, closing his eyes for a moment as they walk, taking a deep breath. Sasha can see him relax a little, and he lets out the breath, returning his head to its normal place.