Seth let out a sigh from his lips and walked back into the blacksmith shop.
This time, though, he was the one to initiate conversation.
"Good day sir, I see you're doing well, "Seth said
"Don't patronize me, kid; what do you want?" Dain said
"May I?" Seth asked hinting at a stool not far away
"Nope" Dain replied
Well, psychology says that means he's still on guard, though not hostile.
"I and my siblings were out wandering, we got lost and stumbled on your village," Seth said elaborating on his stance
Rather Dain didn't seem interested.
Seth nodded; it seemed he had to be straightforward more.
"I need refuge for some time with my siblings; I'm not a fugitive; I'm lost, though; I'm enrolled in a suicide mission; I'm not proficient in violence, so the least I can do is assist, but do that, I need information," Seth said straightforwardly
There was no reply for some time.
