"Can you tell me more about the Yedlin Clan?" Arlo queried, his hand clasping Dustin's from behind.
Avena swiftly disengaged Arlo's hand and unsheathed her sword, positioning herself as a barrier between Arlo and Dustin, her sword aimed at Arlo.
"Sir Arlo, what piques your interest in dungeons? I heard you despise these things,"
Dustin nudged Avena aside and questioned. Avena, however, remained composed, understanding Dustin's behavior, and flashed a smirk at him.
"How do you know about my dislikes?" Arlo asked, perplexed.
Dustin, his face adorned with a broad smile, responded, "Didn't I mention it before? I'm a huge fan; I've done my research."
Arlo felt a bit overwhelmed by Dustin; his exuberance was a bit too much for Arlo to handle.
Avena rested her hand on Dustin's shoulder and stated, "We will share all the information we have about the Yedlin Clan."
Dustin seemed irritated by Avena's interruption.
