[If not for the fact that Takame occasionally passed the young lady on the docks, he would have gone on the offensive as she drew closer. She wasn't someone he knew much of, only that she too was a Stranger. It didn't stop him from reflexively reaching for his even less discreet katana, but he relented as soon as he sensed no hostility.
... From her at least while tensions during this time of day on the docks were thick enough to cut through with a dull blade.
Rather than an immediate whisper back, he shook his head. Not rude, but not as cordial as he could be.]
Little save for what you've heard already. [The mercenaries were what he was mostly referring to. They were a loud enough lot.]
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... From her at least while tensions during this time of day on the docks were thick enough to cut through with a dull blade.
Rather than an immediate whisper back, he shook his head. Not rude, but not as cordial as he could be.]
Little save for what you've heard already. [The mercenaries were what he was mostly referring to. They were a loud enough lot.]