Mordred had gathered his thoughts for answering Chadricks question, but stopped when he went to mark eye contact with Chadrick. Chadrick's eyes unnerved Mordred for some reason Mordred himself could not place. He made to brush the feeling aside, for he had already almost misjudged someone earlier that day, but the gut instinct held its ground almost admirably. Mordred did not know why, but his body did not trust Chadrick.

It was then Bob proposed his offer. Mordred shook his head with a small smile and said,"To be honest, I wouldn't care for caps or loot, I'm pretty well off as is, but I have nothing better to do at the moment so why not?"

This was bound to be one hell of a vacation.