James
"Well they could have been an ass about it, but at least they didn't step on my neck or something equally humiliating," He says, shrugging as if the simple courtesy of *Not* Neck stomping was worthwhile, or friendly enough. Really seems like an odd way of measuring common courtesy but whatever really. Amos could perhaps, given he was pretending to know a complete stranger in a pig mask, be called an odd person. At least a little.

Hearing the rebuttal he smirked, "If you hate it so much you're free to get up and leave, but since you're still *Here* I can only assume you like it. And I would enjoy seeing you try, but really, you're not nearly shrill enough for it and I doubt you could deal with the end results of it."
Paul
"Could have spared you the humiliation if he ended up breaking your neck instead." *Terrel responded to Amos' statement towards their neck not being stomped on being a sign of courtesy. It was an odd statement, but Terrel found a sense of humor in the ridiculousness of it.*

*He studied Amos for a while, listening to his comeback about Terrel being free to simply get up and leave the conversation. Beside him his horse let out a snort as if it was the best idea he had heard all day. With a single glance towards the horse, Terrel looked back at Amos and gave a small chuckle, his feigned annoyance fading with the act.*

"I guess you got me there." *The Elf reached over to grab at the lead around his horse's snout before rising to stand up on his own feet.*
James
"Well yes, then he would have spared me a *Lifetime* Of humiliation, but really there isn't much of it left to go, so why not stick it out?" He says with a shrug, looking at the poor horse enduring all of this nonsense. As Terrel rises he nods, pushing himself up to stand as well. 

"I do occasionally have good ideas," He said, nodding as he shoulders his bag. Well, the situation was quite a bit *Better* To end things this way than being trailed and watched throughout the market. "Well I'll see you again then. Until then take care, alright?"

Had no idea who he was, but seemed an appropriate parting given the ruse that was going.
Paul
*As the horse noticed the two standing up, he would stand up beside Terrel who was readying himself to climb back up on the horse's back. As he hauled himself up to a comfortable position in the saddle, he would look back towards Amos. 'Occasionally have good ideas'. Terrel repeated that part in his head as he regarded the stories the man had told him. At the end of the day, he wasn't sure whether or not they were true or were as made up as his own, but seeing that Amos was continuing the act to the end, he figured he might as well meet him there one more time.*

"Sure, I'll try my best not to be beaten up by random maiden's I come across." *He said smugly before tugging at the reigns to get his horse to turn back to the rest of the Capitol.* "Next time don't pull me along on a wild goose chase just to talk to ya. The Capitol is big enough as it is."

*His horse flicked his tail in whisked annoyance and, with a light kick to the side, he began trotting off.*