Aello scarcely smiled as Ethan approached her. While he seemed in a far better mood than she, the girl couldn't help but cling to her anger, as fleeting as it may be, feeling that it may fuel her search. Feeling as though it would help her to do a better job, and loosen people's tongues. She knew how to apply the proper leverage to do so, after all. As Ethan strode up beside her, and came to a halt, Aello's eyes glimmered as she shook her head lightly. "Not at all," she replied as she glanced down at the docks, "just a useless bunch of drunken sailors," she finished with a huff as she looked back up and cast her gaze out towards the ravosalas and other boats. Her eyes sailed over them, hardly taking them in before she dismissed them all. "We won't, not if they know what's good for them," she growled, as she turned to follow him away, and into the shadows. "Anyway, can't say I found anything worthwhile... just talk of a few feisty Konti in the slave mart," Aello wore on after awhile. Her steps hurried with her frustration, her hammering heart. "Doubt it's your girl though... probably not worth going there, which leaves wherever you were thinking of going... which seems highly unapparent... because this... well this leads into the outskirts of the city, where no one tends to dwell. Are you sure you don't want to head in another direction?" Aello asked, as her grip tightened around her bow. The aurist cast a furtive glance at her companion, before motioning ahead of her, trying to dissuade him from his current motion, she went on. "Unless, perhaps, we head to the right at the end of this strip, at which point, we could circle back into the main portion of the city." "Stranger?" |