As a guest, Malin shot the first arrow and gained double the spoils of war, which was a good start to the hunt. The remaining yellow deer were left for the old man's grandchildren to handle, while Malin kept the old man company, admiring the scenery of the plains and waiting for him to speak.
The fact was, the old man did not disappoint Malin; he sent away his offspring, had the guards circle around from a distance, then he began to speak with Malin about... ideals.
"Mr. Malin, to tell the truth, I've read the intelligence department's reports about you. They're quite interesting, those things you've done."
Malin smiled, lifted his hand, and two stone chairs rose from the ground. Malin promptly sat in his own spot, with Spotty obediently sitting next to Malin's feet, resting its head on his hand.
The old man also sat down with a smile, "You can tell, you want to change the world. My mother is old; she doesn't understand it."
