Ronald
"Not much of a wanderer anymore, then? Having friends to tether you to places... 'Tis a better life, no? In some ways, I envy you for that."
*Circine mused, a hand curling around his chin as he thought on this. Perhaps this was what he was looking for, but had wandered too far and for too long to find it...*
"A friend, hm? Considering your disposition, I imagine they're a stubborn fellow!"
Herbert
*Disposition? He'd question it internally, eventually giving in to the idea of him being just as stubborn.*"One more than the other."*The Elf would say in Circine's statement of his friend being stubborn.*"But I've gotten used to it. Besides so long as I can still get my work done on the way, I'm fine with heading to whatever place they want to go. Brings some excitement I suppose, over just aimless wandering."
Ronald
"Excitement is the key, in the end. If you can't find a purpose, at least keep things interesting."
*He'd nod slowly in agreement, feeling a small pang of hunger as a sliver of exhaustion began the waft through him. Reaching in his saddlebag for his rations, he glanced to Terrel, wondering if he was at all hungry.*
"I have some rations here, would you care for some? It's the least I can do, as you refuse to let me ferry you."
Herbert
"Least you can do?"*He'd question.*"Last I checked, you don't owe me anything."*He thought back for a moment, only recalling the old memory of them clearing out a farm together. It was a short partnership, but he could only assume they both got what they wanted out of it.*"I guess it's been a while since I've had that soup though. So sure, why not? Pig's still got to eat."