Flin smiled at Zay and nodded, appreciating the fact that he wanted him to sit down. To him, it was a sign of respect. He ignored Noru and Neale's eye rolling as he took a seat. [color=92278f]"Apologies, Captain Neale. I wasn't prepared to formally greet someone whose [i]life[/i] I helped saving."[/color] He retorted plainly to Neale. He glanced over at Zay for a moment, and looked back at Neale. [color=92278f]"Although, Captain Zay did the most. Might have saved our own lives, too. With all due respect, sir, you could be more grateful."[/color] He stated, looking back at Zay. [color=92278f]"I know I am."[/color] He added.

[color=92278f]"Let's look at the facts. Your caravan was knocked over, and you managed to limp all the way to our caravan. Surely, you must have managed to see the man who struck you up [i]close[/i] with a hammer. How did he look like, and how many men did he have with him? What clothing or armour did they wear?"[/color] Flin asked.