Marlin scuffed at the foxes comment, they both had different views on the White Fang, and they both obviously have different ways of thinking. He was about to retort back but Eve spoke up, mentioned how he could have died before stating that the suited man had killed two hunters prior to this meeting. He glanced over to Eve, [color=8493ca]"I can handle myself just fine,"[/color] he said in a tone that was a calm statement and not an angry comeback. [color=8493ca]"Sure they didn't deserve to die, but I'm no hero, I'm only here cause your boss is paying me to be, and his request mentioned nothing about the White Fang,"[/color] he turned back to the walls, scanning them with Eve. He didn't exactly understand them but he liked to look at it, at least for a short time. Marlin left the side of the cavern and sat somewhere in the middle crossing his legs, he took out his flask and took a swig before meditating like he did before. Balance was important to him, having strong resolve and strict discipline was important to using dust raw in combat. [color=8493ca]"So, seeing as my job is to keep the Grimm off of ya, where we headed?"[/color]