Dremmick pulled his bag over his shoulder and secured a loop on it to his belt so it wouldn't move from his side. He then pulled up his hood and muffler before walking to the door. He turned around and bowed to the people inside. 

"Thank you for allowing me to use your facility to recuperate. I am very grateful. I must warn you though, I'm not sure what will happen when we find him. I'm hoping it won't come to a fight. The Ander I used to know wouldn't want to bring harm to Cilia, or any other innocent person for that matter, but with his sister's life at stake, I just can't say how his priorities are aligned. If you do wish to come with me, please, be careful and don't do anything reckless. I don't want anybody dying over this." He closed his eyes as he pinpointed where his location was, he could feel the magic energy of people through fresh injuries, even if they were slight like Ander's. "He's on the move again. We should hur-" Just then a child ran up to the gate of the guild hall.

"Hey! Hey! The bakery! Its all fixed again!" The child then scurried off to go see what sounded impossible, followed by a few other of the town children.

"What?" Dremmick questioned as he walked out the door to go see for himself.