Xavier could understand why no one would take her seriously as a blade for hire, she was tall for a woman only slightly shorter than himself, yet she did not have the scary gruff hardened killer look about her. Now that she had dropped the tough women facade he liked her even more than he had, which suffice to say was a lot. “I’m glad we have got that introductory phase over with, I was beginning to get worried!” he said, again in the light hearted teasing tone. “But truly, you have convinced me that you know what you are doing with that oversized knife of yours” pointing at the Kuri now tucked securely in its scabbard. “I’d have to imagine that someone would be willing to pay extra to have both a guard and someone without a broken nose to talk to, don’t you think?” Now that their conversation had lost the intensity it previously had he was beginning to get nervous, the outburst had some people staring at them, it seemed as if Aliara could take care of herself, but he would hardly expect her to try to drag him to safety as well. Xavier felt like they were slightly in the same boat, he had never truly loved medicine but it seemed the best means to his ends, money and trying to make a difference. Sometimes the two got mixed and, typically speaking money normally won out. “I never truly wanted to get into medicine, yet it seemed like the best way to get to where I wanted to go,” He paused thoughtfully, “Which I never thought would bring me to a lawless town, yet here I am!” “So if guarding and chasing down the occasional thief isn’t what you actually want to be doing, what is?” It seemed a harmless question to Xavier. |