Gerhard turns to the prince and gives a few cursory flexes to show off the chiseled physique that he holds before speaking up again, [color=a187be]"That was the plan child. Never have I been one for steel, no, I remember being a man of might. Especially skilled in the way of wrestling and grappling."[/color] He settles down a bit, and adds, [color=a187be]"Though I've also never been one for fighting. If it comes down to it, I do what must be done."[/color] The strongman chuckles to lighten the mood, looking again at Alaric, feeling some sense of familiarity with his personality and stature though not for the boy in particular, [color=a187be]"And what of you young prince?" [/color]

	After asking in kind Gerhard's mind wanders off before hearing the answer. Again glancing between all those with him. Truly this is a curse, most of the men and women here appear as mere children to his eyes, even though the man is only roughly twenty years older.