Gareth bowed. "I'll see you after the end of the joust round." He smiled at Thomas. "Bye." Harker strolled out of the tent and let the flap fall behind him, then the half-elf casually strode back into the fields, finding his previous position in the stands. There he found it, right next to Sophia, his seat still empty and in waiting, and he came as promised to sit next her. "Sorry for the delay, m'lady." Gareth apologized for leaving her to meet with Thomas, but his smile still played on his gentle lips as he sat forward in his seat, doing his best to try and catch up with the fight. Harker watched as one of the pair tried to destroy the other's defenses, the other he recognized as Sophia's escort. He knew whom he must cheer for in that moment, and he hoped that the escort would realize what the other man was doing in order to block accordingly. 'Come on, watch him carefully, sir...'