The tax-collector? Was Allereun really thinking that small? Or was simply everybody like that? Whatever the case, his view of the world was innocent. Or rather, successfully manipulated. That was the conclusion November came to.

Giving him a nod, the cloaked girl took a few steps back before nodding. [b]"Alright. Then..."[/b] It would take some time, wouldn't it? She wasn't on a strict schedule but she couldn't spend too much time dilly-dallying either. Giving him another nod, the girl offered him her hand once again. [b]"Then follow me. We will go out."[/b] She simply had to show him, then.