“Leave it to a mage to mess with something that should have been left well enough alone....” Gill huffs listening to the half-pint, followed closely by Trial. “And apples and trees...” He huffed quietly at Indrau's comment about parentage. Still, there were bigger fish to fry. 

Gill nods to a few of the rank and file knights, barking. “You three. Start searching the bandit bodies please. Doubt they're related to our targets, but on the off chance we might find a map to a rendezvous point. If nothing else, we'll kill a few more of their kind and do everyone a favor. Keep this trip from being a total waste....” The trio hesitantly begin to search. Gill held no rank on them, but it wasnt a terrible idea. 

“Cal. While I agree with the general opinion that the mages at the college are largely criminally incompetent here...” he starts, addressing the young girl. “Next time you catch wind of something like this, you should report it to the Iron Roses immediately.” he says, walking over to a free horse, climbing on. The beast resists him for a moment, before begrudgingly accepting its new rider. “Running a plan half cocked as this is bound to get you into more trouble, regardless of intention....as the generous bandit corpse pile might suggest.” The scolding was half hearted, at best. While the girls intentions were still suspect to him, he didnt want to think to hard about what could have happened to her if they hadn't shown up. 

“Captain, we should also plan what course of action our order should take if we dont catch the thieves now. The royal scouting guild might be better suited to tracking them than ourselves...” He adds, not liking the idea of going to that group for aid. Something always struck him as off about the organization, but even he couldn't deny their effectiveness.