"Well how did you ask? Did she say anything like she had something to do? you gotta be careful when working with the ladies Allen. Their delicate when it comes to leaving." His voice a whisper he kept his gaze on the two new comers, "least shes talking to someone. Lokota here only reads, never gets his face out of the book."

"Rich family? That must be hard. Guess you can say we were well off." Raising a brow at the comment of knowledge he finally looked up. He was a bit different, one could tell he was a foreigner with slightly curly hair and mismatched eyes. "You really never thought you wouldn't use other languages? Sorry but I have a hard time coming up with a explanation on why you would think that."

Closing the book he sighed, the leather bound beauty held carvings of just about everything, ribbons and pages of old sticking out of the side with a copper lock that bound it cover to cover. "You should eat, I hear they push you to missions the same day they figure out how strong your innocence is."