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[@PaulHaynek]
FF5353

At Maria's words of welcome, Magnus scratched the back of his neck bashfully, not really used to hearing that from girls aside from his sisters. Just as he was about to return  however, since he already had to look down to see Maria even sitting at the table, his eyes inevitably fell on her chest, which made him hastily turn his head away, the slightest tinge of pink on his cheeks. [color=FF5353][b]"T-Thanks, good to be back...[/b][/color]

Magnus was glad that his new comrades were being formally greeted as friends, but soon found himself in silent consideration of Bart's proposal to not help the resistance too much out of fear of angering the Varjans enough to find and retaliate against the Guild. Biting his lower lip for a moment, he shook his head. [color=FF5353][b]"...I won't help Varjo do anything bad...I-I saw what they do to people in those swamps..."[/b][/color] remembering for a moment the decomposing corpses in the swamp, Magnus gulped, trying not to throw up his dinner. 

[color=FF5353][b]"...I-I want to help Emilio, but...unless its the people suffering under Varjo's rule, I don't want to associate with anything from them. I-If that's okay."[/b][/color] Magnus said, looking down at his plate and mumbling the last bit. He didn't have the kind of courage, or strength to stand up to an army on his own, and he didn't want to drag everyone else under the bus with him. His notion sounded entirely naive, as if being essentially a mercenary meant that you only ever do nice things for good people. Magnus had yet to experience the reality of his work truly, only taking cushy jobs and minor tasks, with today being the only exception. 

...Even so, he'd cling to his naive notions, not wanting to betray Emilio, or the Guild.

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[@PaulHaynek]
A9A9A9

Nephele remained silent after her suggestion was taken into consideration, thankful that Bart at least didn't deny the practicality of it. Still...she had to wonder if perhaps another way for the guild to generate income couldn't help. 

Holding in a bit of a disgusted expression as they finished speaking of the roach, Nephele just hoped that it wouldn't be a habit of Maria's to keep such...irregular pets. Dogs were fine. Cats too. But...roaches were just...any cave dragons bane. They got everywhere in your treasure pile, and laid eggs in odd places...

Idly eating her food, she glanced to Maria, and hummed to herself, noticing the eyes she was giving Magnus. Regardless of the look she gave, Nephele felt that she needed to break the air a smidge. [color=A9A9A9][b]"Well, Bart did say that we have to wait for more quests to arrive tomorrow..."[/b][/color] she said, wondering if this would mean she had to be what the humans called a "wingman" for Maria. [color=A9A9A9][b]"As for the issue of the Varjans, I feel that maintaining a balance between doing quests for them and the resistance is the safest way to play it. We have not the arms, or the manpower to contend with a nation of riled zealots."[/b][/color]