[center][h1][color=ff5000][b]Renar Hagen[/b][/color][/h1][/center]

Renar had no reason to look at the back of his cloak for the moment, and so he didn't. He did, however, feel that something was off. Though being prepared for betrayal on a moment's notice did tend to do things to one's sixth sense. 

That all said, Alette's explanation was...curious. He had little doubt that she was telling him the truth, lying about the matter would be nonsensical when he could just get Fionn's side of the story later. Moreover, she seemed too genuinely amused for him to have not been off the mark. 

[color=ff5000][b]"The mother hen routine, then?"[/b][/color] Renar remarked easily to Alette as he continued walking a pace behind her and to the side. [color=ff5000][b]"I'm not unfamiliar with it from him by any means. Though it doesn't quite come across the same when he does it to the rest of us. All he does when that happens is moralize at me, not try to bite my head off. It was rather different when it happened to you."[/b][/color] 

Renar shifted his cloak, and a string of color caught his eye. What...? Dunce? He narrowed his eyes from behind the visor of his full helm, bringing a hand up to...pass through the lettering. Well. That narrowed the list of culprits down significantly. Seemed their newest recruit had some measure of backbone after all, if she decided to retaliate, even if indirectly. Nonetheless, he scoffed at the choice of method, removing his mantle and turning it inside out before wrapping it around himself once again so that the DUNCE lettering was concealed behind his armor now. 

With that done, he resumed following after wherever the mercenary captain was going. Someone among the knights had to keep her within their sight.

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