[indent] [/indent][h3][hr][color=Tan]Ferris Talese[/color][/h3][hr][sup][i][@Pezz570][@HokumPocus][/i][/sup][indent] [/indent]
Though he didn’t find the conversation surrounding familiars particularly interesting, Ferris listened along, trying to pick out useful information from the inane banter. Octavio’s lynx was a proud animal, though ‘not very skilled,’ in the words of Octavio himself, which suggested a life without much conflict. But, given Octavio’s suaveness, Ferris was hesitant to believe such; many people got by with wit rather than strength, and Octavio struck Ferris as that type of person, given his smooth needling of the innkeeper. Then came Sil’s limited vocabulary, which she seemed almost purposely slow at fixing. Ferris cleared his throat at her attempted description of pain, a bit surprised at her strange associations. From her ‘innocent’ words, however, Ferris made the observation that she tended to wander off without Chres, making her a potential eavesdropper Ferris would have to keep an eye out for in the future. That and a nuisance, which she was proving herself to be every other sentence, and Ferris was almost grateful when the innkeeper finally announced the group’s arrival. 

The area around them was robed in grime with a noticeable stench in the air, reminding Ferris of why he preferred to stay out of cities in general. Replacing his mask, he waited with the group, meeting the eyes of anyone willing to look at them, be it out of curiosity or otherwise. He’d done his part of avoiding gazes and trying to keep his head down, but that only tended to work in the brighter parts of the city; in the darker parts, where a lack of confidence might mark someone as an unassuming target, intimidation tactics worked much better. 

When the innkeeper entered the house where, assumably, someone in The Watch was waiting, Chres spoke up with a question that Ferris couldn’t blame him for but was annoyed at anyway. The timing, frankly, wasn’t too great, and neither was their location if Ferris was going to start talking about his weaknesses. But, since they were on the clock and Ferris couldn’t fault anyone for wondering, least of all his future teammates, he forced himself to relax, taking a cursory glance around before he went into what really wasn’t that big of a deal anyway—or at least to him. 

[color=Tan]“Yeah, becoming one of the Crazed, I know. With me it’s paranoia, not insanity. Some little thoughts here and there, but I reason them out before they go anywhere. Can’t be too careful, with this brand of magic.”[/color]

Finished, he looked between Chres and Octavio, gauging their reactions. Considering that they hadn’t been too put off by his earlier claim of Augaision, Ferris wasn’t expecting a sudden change, but people were fickle. Ferris knew this.