At a glance, Thrasos was trying to get a feel of who he was going to be working with. He didn't have much to go off of, but still, it was fairly obvious the Nestor was the open, honest sort that was easy to talk and work with, and that Yorshka seemed uneasy, likely feeling out of place (which made reading more into her difficult, for the time being). The high elf was as confident as confident can be, carrying herself pretty much as if she owned the place, and Raven was guarded; one could mistake her attitude for hostility, but she was a cleric of death. This whole "let's talk idle chatter" deal probably irked her to no end.<br/><br/>Now, when Nestor mentioned Bulwark, Thrasos could only let out a hearty chuckle. "Joke's on you, mate, I've never even been to Bulwark. As I said,<i>self-styled</i>, I've learnt the sword as family trade, and am putting it to use on my own terms. How I've<i>become </i>a "knight" is kind of a boring story about training, but I've had a minor exploit or two I could tell about, sometime." Over a campfire when it's too cold to sleep, most likely. If Thrasos' instincts were on point, they'd be out and about for quite a bit of time.<br/><br/>But then, Nestor pointed out the ruins, to which the paladin perked up somewhat. "Ruins? Well, that likely hints at what our job here will be." Thrasos straightened more up, leaning towards the table as well. "You say you've been to some, just at a glance, or actually went and looked about closely? Because your experience with that might turn out more than just a little bit helpful." However, it was still a guess, a shot in the dark; by all means, the ruins marked<i>could've</i>been just accidental and they were all talking nonsense now.<br/><br/>"But... perhaps Raven does have a point here. As fun as it may be to take potshots at what we could be doing, it's better to just wait for the professor and know for sure." Whom, for that matter, was certainly taking his time. But that line of thought went unvoiced. You never knew if he was listening with some arcane technology to get a grip on them.<br/><br/>Actually, that almost sounded likely. If the automaton was any hint, the man in charge certainly seemed the<i>eccentric </i>sort.