Faolan raised his eyebrows slightly as Lucien explained, and he finished off his beignet. He had certainly thought all of this out, much farther than Faolan would have anticipated. The lad was naive, yes, but smart all the same. For the first time since his proposition, it struck Faolan that they may make a good team. 

A twinge of doubt gripped his heart at this thought, and he decided to leave that emotion buried for another time.

[color=a36209]"It's good that the two of you won't have any bad blood. Makes the road harder."[/color] He paused for a moment and then added, [color=a36209]"I hope you're traveling light, by the way, more than one bag on your back will make the distance double."[/color] At least this was one thing that Faolan had not had to learn the hard way.