"What do you mean he should be nearby?" Ruygard almost spat out his food. "Don't you know where he lives?"
"It's not like he's out of this world," Isaiah went on eating. "I do know where to look for him."
Tamara tried to give sense to him. "Yes, but we can't look for him with such a large group."
Isaiah dropped the spoon and raised his head in annoyance. He looked at the group around his table and the ones across the aisle. He saw the stares and glares of the people at the counter and by the other tables, directed towards the slaves and the people with the weird features; the elves and the dwarves. He knew that it will only increase once they were outside, but Isaiah was not someone to admit his mistakes easily.
"Fine, I will go and find this guy myself," he gobbled down his food and stood up. He went outside and towards his horse, leaving the others there.
