Wade scratched his beard a little, looking at the squire. "Class dismissed, then." He said, after the squire had finished his ramble. He simply kept walking, puffing on the pipe in hand and pulling back taking it all in. 

The attractive blonde female riding in the settle near Wade, actually responded to his question. [i]I guess we will see[/i] Came the annoyingly cryptic answer. Wade gave her a quizzical look, as she seemed to have broken her perfect demeanor to tell him this. He didn't like the break in character as the smirk annoyed him, mostly due to the fact that it was accompanied by a cryptic response. "You have to be cryptic, now do you? Is that what the kids are doing now a days?" His face gave off an angrily disappointed expression as he looked up at her. "I already know you're an assassin from what the kid just said, and you've pretty much proved it now."

Wade sighed and blew out another puff. "But eeeeverybody has to be cryptic. Everybody's gotta have a secret." Before puffing on the pipe and sighing again he continued by raising his voice, "EVERYBODY'S GOTTA BE SPECIAL!" His hand movements were especially expressive for the occasion, waving back and forth. It was yet to be proved whether he was so expressive of his opinion because of the strange leaf he was smoking or he was just always that talkative. 

His attention was soon averted towards the shapes his smoking was taking, as he started to try making smoke circles. It was always an entertaining sight, even if you weren't on drugs.