Johnathon found himself nodding along to Aldric's talking. He dearly hoped the things about the forest were true, although he didn't see himself venturing into it any time soon. His role was to help everyone else along, that was what he was good at, and experience had taught him that helping the people getting rich was the better way to get rich yourself. The idea of making it out wealthy didn't truly entice him, the thought that he might end up living a different life was strange and alien. In reality, it was simply following what he found to be his calling. Aldric wanted the group, and so did he, but before he could reply to the man they were cut off by the arrival of a fourth person. The atmosphere had changed that fast and he could feel it, a tension between the two he had no comparison for. A meeting like this wouldn't have raised an eyebrow somewhere else, but here they were in a strange land trying to get along with strangers. He found himself waiting, drawn intuitively into their drama after the sheer shock that Gideon's arrival had caused in the otherwise sturdy looking Aldric.