[center][b][u][h1][color=92278f]Abe Kaitori[/color][/h1][/u][/b]
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[indent]Pleasantries observed, and preparations concluded, the wagons moved onward, through the village, and out into the fields beyond its limits. Kaitori retained the honor of her word, setting herself before the lead wagon, and maintained a steady pace. 

The early phase of the journey lent itself to silence; once the last dwelling had been passed by, both the escorts and their wards stayed a want for conversation in favor of the diligence required by the work to which they were charged. Marla and Jacob broke the serenity only to see to the ease and care of the horses; the young daughter spoke with the reverent tone befit of a temple. Kaitori, wordlessly, surveyed her partner at the parties front through a series of sideways glances; on a few looks, she noticed him giving her the same treatment, with one such moment suggesting his interest in her choice of weapon, which was, no doubt, a rare sight in this part of the land. 

It would be by his words that, for Kaitori's part, the silence would truly be broken. Her eyes blinked, and held for a second's meditation as she contemplated her response to his question. When she settled on a satisfying answer, she steadied her peripheral glance upon him, and replied, [color=92278f]"Material goods are seldom lost forever. My business is, and has been, in protecting people. For now, those two things are intertwined."[/color] She continued on for a moment, returning her attention to the road ahead, and then asked, [color=92278f]"have you much escort experience?"[/color][/indent]