Normally, the two of them did business in Henry's study or the library. As Siverly was led towards the knights' practice area and down the wooden stairs to the dingy basement, he didn't keep the confusion away from his face. He didn't know what he had to do with the armory, treasury, and other various places of storage.
His grey eyes looked around with guarded curiosity. Like a knight who grabbed their sword in a dangerous situation, he splayed his fingers at his side in case he needed to conjure up defensive magic.
"What are we doing here?" the mage asked quietly.
It was Gunnar's turn to guard the treasury and when he saw Henry, he gave a bow.
"Good morning, commander," the knight said. Though his greeting to Siverly was a bit stiffer. "Hello, mage."
