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[color=EB9B40]"I suppose my curiosity got the best of me,"[/color] Locke said as he stopped the offer of food with a simple gesture. He wasn't exactly gracious about eating another's food. Who knew what sort of savage ingredients one could have added, even if she did have the visage of a noble. Those who came from below were often dumb, disgusting creatures.

The relative peace that the two shared had been broken by the sound of a collapsing building. Such chaos was not unexpected, but it was too close for comfort. Was it the result of some rapscallion who only knew to destroy, or was it just aging architecture. The more important question was, was this a sign of a threat or not. If dangerous people had been closing in, then that they would have to fight again. To fight again so soon was not how a mage made do. 

[color=EB9B40]"Be ready."[/color] He told Artemisia. It was better to be prepared than not to be.

Footsteps came from the way of the wreckage. Were they even footsteps? If they were, they must have been someone of considerable stature for him to hear them all the way from over there. If need be, he'd let the other handle all of the diplomacy. It wasn't like anyone in the group was good at it, but Locke was especially bad. Not in the sense of him being completely unamiable. Moreso, he sincerely wished to not to capitulate to lower forms of life.