Gareth stopped at Thomas and beamed up at him, a smile reaching his soft lips. "Ah, Thomas! Yes, I quite liked it." He bowed his head to the admirable knight, assuaging his anxiety. "It is, ah, nice seeing you here. I am on my way looking to sign up for the archery tournament," informed the younger man earnestly, hinting at his inability to find the signups on his own. Harker liked being in the company of Thomas. Other half-elves were rare, and it was nice to come across another half-elf, and not only another of the same race but one that was trained in all sorts of ways of kindness and justice. Perhaps Thomas could help him find his way to the tournament clerk.