[h3]Nitire Segundis[/h3]

	Nitire's gaze focused back on the woman before him. With a slight chuckle, he rolled his shoulders- his manacles jingling slightly as he settled back into a casual stance. To be honest, the prospect of meeting the leader of this army wasn't too appealing at this point. However, he couldn't help but feel uneasy about defying the head of command. After a long moment of silence on his part, he'd shrug with a slight smile as he took her hand firmly within his own.

	"Deal," Nitire said, releasing her hand shortly after the shake as he now extended his manacles to the woman, "Might just be my nature, but I can't miss out on some action. People always said I had a rebellious side." With this, his smile would shift to a more quizzical look. It was one thing to be offered a mission without any form of interrogation or induction, but she seemed readily unphased by his statement from earlier. From the things he witnessed, he had convinced himself that he would be considered a monster and be met with disdain..."Katherine was it? Not like I don't appreciate it, but you're putting your neck out there for an Avenasian. Doesn't that bother you?" His gaze and vision softened slightly.

	Perhaps he'd not given these people enough credit. Perhaps his ranting on his execution had been misplaced... With that on his mind, he'd fall silent and await her reply, his manacled arms outstretched towards her. Then his eyes settled back on Tyme. He seemed to know alot about the state of affairs Nitire had found himself in. It is possible this man was an Avenasian as well? All speculation aside, he settled on just focusing on whatever task he was offered.