Thomas stood off to the side during the interaction, keeping his arms crossed and his eyes fixed in the stranger like a warning. He gave off a strange vibe, almost like a knowing one.
When he heard his name mentioned his eyes narrowed and his arms fell to his side, unconsciously reaching for his knife in the same motion. But then the man was just fine, and they were left alone with the scrap of parchment.
"That wasnt strange at all..." He muttered, coming to John's side to look over his shoulder at the strange symbol.

Johns eyes fell back onto the parchment. "Shall we go..?" He said cautiously. "I dont understand.." He said softly. He looked back up to Thomas. "We need to. we need to know who 'they' are and how they know us, none of this makes sense" He said beginning to walk away. "Are you coming or not sir?" he spat back to Thomas. John was in a state of curiosity, he would not give up until he got his questions answered.

"Hold on John, maybe we should take a breath and think on this". Thomas said, being uncharacteristically cautious as he reached forward and caught John by the arm. " all we know if this man is that he killed another without hesitation and somehow knows who we are. Forgive me for hesitating but maybe we should before we wind up dead."
In the heat of the chase two weeks before Thomas had been to worked up to think things through. Now though this whole situation was setting off internal warnings.

John looked at him curious at his sudden lust for danger. "Perhaps tomorrow?" He asked plainly. "Perhaps you are right, I dont believe Laurie would be very fond of me venturing to a murders house. I still would like to know how they know us Thomas. There is no mistake in that. We must find out." He stated clearly looking back in the direction the man had left. He looked back down at the parchment and studied the address then tucked in under his coat. "Meet me at the city entrance tomorrow at noon and we will be off" John said as he quickly walked away. His sudden want for answers surprised himself, he had never been one to go out of his way to find an answer to an unsolved question.

"John? Where are you going?". Thomas called after him, quickly catching up to him. It wouldn't surprise him if John went to that address that very day under the pretense of heading home. "Better be straight home, or I'll fstch your wife and set her on your scent!"

John turned his head to Thomas who followed closly. "I am going home Thomas" he glared, sensing his friends mistrust. "You should go home too, for all we know we could have a big day ahead of us" he said excitingly.

"What if it's a trap John?" Thomas asked quietly, stepping in time with his friend now. "For all we know that man could be a Southern Sympathizer. He could have us down as his next kills and you want to just march up to the man? We need to be careful." He shook his head, hunching his shoulders against the cold and ramming his hands deeper into his pockets. "Ha, home? If I stay there another night I will loose what little sanity I have left to my Mother's preening." Thomas made a face of despair and annoyance. "She wont stop attempting to marry me off."

"Thomas we must know" John said sternly now angered by his friends lack of wonder of how this man one got away with murder an two knew their names. "Stay with me and Laurie tonight, we will be off by morning" he suggested half knowing his friends struggles at home and half wanting to make an early advance on the address giving. He must know.

Thomas rolled his eyes in exasperation, still unable to chase the thought away that they had been the only witnesses to that murder. It seemed possible to him that the man was only looking to lure them into a trap and, in killing them, get rid of any risk of the murder being exposed.
"I wouldn't want to intrude," He said, coming out of this thoughts upon hearing John's offer. "Besides, your wife is not a great supporter of mine. I wouldn't want things to be uncomfortable."