Rem stared down the blonde, she didn't even ask for permission before taking a seat next to him – her green eyes gazing all over his figure.
"So what do you do for a living?" She asked, looking at his waisthold that had a shortsword.
Rem stopped eating, staring at her with his dead lifeless eyes. The aura she gave off was strange and he didn't like it… she had ulterior motives in talking to him.
'This is how life is supposed to be,' Rem thought while raising the tea to his lips, 'Everybody has one reason or the other to talk to you… for this woman, I think it's the amount of food that I bought,'
There were certain people that he had seen that didn't have hidden motives – they brought their motives out as soon as they began talking with him, like the members of Mark's peerage, they wanted to befriend him… they wanted to be close to him.
