The words passing between the two as they stroll casually through the garden ring hollow in the fae's ears. Like all the inane babble of courtiers and noblemen that he's learned to filter out when on the job, what they are actually saying becomes a simple buzz of sound, only observed for possible dangers or hints of nefarious intent.  _'So strange to know that the prince is not really like this. To listen to a tone I have heard a million times before coming from a man I actually know sounds very different'_ He travels in the shadows of the foliage, moving closer when he can, staying back when they move towards his location. _'And her. . .I do not know her, but the tone I know. She is a hunter, after a prize. It is strange what humans see as prizes. . .'_

His focus shifts slightly to the eyes gazing down from above. His movements have also been hampered but a need to keep something between him and a window up above. He spotted the princess as soon as she came to the window, however it was a split second decision in that instant on whether or not he should stay hidden from her gaze or not, and in that instant he decided to hide. There is no real concrete reason in his head to do this, she has not been shown to be a threat as of yet, however he has always trusted his instincts, and that look in her eyes when first he spotted her told him all he needed to know in that moment. Glancing up at her he grants himself a few seconds to examine her face closely before turning his attention back to the prince and his lady.

_'So angry that child. She may not have been proven a danger thus far, but she is capable, without a doubt'_ He had seen that expression many times, in the eyes of those who hired him as they thought of the one he was to kill. They would practically spit fire, hissing and snarling in their rage, sometimes even getting angry at him for not backing up their emotions with encouragement. His father had often said that it sometimes netted you more coin to pretend that you agree with your client, but Rei had never felt the need. His head perks up a little bit as the woman expresses a desire to sit down and gestures towards a bench. Rei waits to see if the prince will indulge her, his gaze skipping over a row of bushes that would be a good hiding place for him to listen in.

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Walking over the rough, stony ground of the countryside is harder than the young fae had thought. Especially when he keeps finding the need to duck out of sight. So many little things that put him on edge. Little sounds, faint movements, even the taste in the air occasionally brings him to his knees. He does not complain however, not that there's anyone around to hear his complaints. The determination in his gaze never wavers and with each step he takes, his decision feels more and more right. He needs to do this, it's the right thing to do, and more than anything, he wants to see it through to the end.