"Eh…" Northy seemed surprised. "He agreed to that surprisingly easily. And he's not running away – he's actually talking to them. Isn't that somehow more suspicious?"
"I share the same opinion, Commander," Harland said. "Though he might be strong, for someone to agree to join us so easily, it does strike me as a little suspicious."
"We'll deal with that when we come to it," Vol said. For now, two officials – and more than a few guardsmen – were following behind after Silverfish, and he puffed himself up proudly in his rags, walking like he was the best-dressed man for miles around.
"…This man declares that you wish to cause a commotion," the official said, with a twitching eyebrow.
Northy slapped his face. "Fuckin' knew it was too good to be true."
"Not a commotion. We're looking to recruit," Vol said. "The girl said we'd be better off getting permission from you, now that we've already caused a disturbance with our little duel."
