There was a comprehensive silence that ensued, following Dorian's last words.
Reve broke it with a pensive look, "I must say, that is hypocritical. A bit interlined. What you want is a purpose, a greater purpose for your measly existence. A purpose that will light up the darkness in the heart of your gang's younger generation."
Just when Dorian thought Reve was about to leave, the latter smiled at him, "But I'm all ears. And I think your mates feel the same...."
Looking at the veil of the tent, Reve could see the silhouettes of the thieves eavesdropping on them. He had sensed them a long time ago but since they meant no harm, he let them be.
Dorian looked at where Reve pointed.
"What are you guys doing?" shouted Dorian
"Aye..." tried speaking of the thieves, but he couldn't find what to say.
