Eos was just putting away the last of her tools on Devos’ packs but would pause to look back at Jerrick while he ripped a banner free from the waste. She realized what he was doing and made to help him shift the carcass onto the banner. Devos was twitching his paws shifting he was ready to go and possibly felt that the humans were taking entirely to long to get things done. His scales lifted and clacked in his irritation and Eos gave his rump a pat “Shush now” She said just as Jerrick placed a hand on her shoulder to thank her. She smiled gently at him and gave him a curt nod before moving away.<br/><br/>She walked along side Devos’ shoulder in silence as they headed back - she gave Jerrick time to consider her proposal and was happy to hear his acceptance and gripped his forearm nodding “I will still have to talk with my father and our people - but I’m sure they won’t mind …” She continued on her mind slapping her mentally she’d made promises that she couldn’t be sure to keep. Her father was a stern man and he was more cautious than stern. But she held hope that she could convince him that a larger group - while slower - would give for them more protection on this expedition. Little did she realize that none of her worries would matter. . .<br/><br/>When the arrived back at the G.G. Eos was not surprised to hear the rounds of surprise or to see the guards stumbling back. She didn’t return the cheer they were heralding at them. People of the waste had long memories and held grudges pretty often - she knew that these people would forget her or revert her back to Waster - Tribal - Savage as soon as the carcass her hell hound hauled was gone. She avoided eye contact keeping her eyes straight forward and her chin slightly lifted. When Jerrick spoke quietly in her ear she patted Devos’ shoulder and one of the rookie loo’s got a snarl and bare-miss snap from his jaws to warn them back the crowd gave them more room after that and she replied to Jerrick in low tones.<br/><br/>“Your kill - your bounty remember I’m only here for my end. With my people you keep what you Kill - that includes the rights of it’s remains so lead the way handsome man” She said with a devious little smirk pulling her lips.<br/><br/>When they finally found Castor Eossis simply leaned on Devos’ shoulder and folded her arms over her chest while she listened quietly - green hazel eyes darted from Castor to his wife to the guards while Devos had eyes only for the guards he made mumbled growls at them his head lowered to the ground. He would make a sharper snarl at Castor as he walked past to get a better look. Eos petted his shoulder calming his scaly hide down.<br/><br/>Eos was for the most part ignoring the men’s conversation - her skin was crawling with the need to be out in the open again - to be on the move traveling along side her people. These idle formalities and chit chat was wearing on her nerves. It was only when the lighter was drawn up to her and the flame reached for her turning white did she snap back into reality. Her eyes pulled sharp and her hand reached for her glaive.<br/><br/>She knew that her … abilities were vastly sought after and that other’s like her had been stolen and forced into slavery to help keep lands safe at the use of those God - Touched as her people called it. Those like her often vanished and she had a worrying moment that Castor would see only profit on her. But then his wife stepped forward and handed her first gernades - ooo pretty booms! She thought - and then the paper with the blue print. Suspicion showed clear as day in Eossis’ eyes but she nodded and said her thanks quietly.<br/><br/>She then moved to unhook the heavy chains and rolled them back up to hang them on the saddle packs Devos wore. She blinked when Jerrick exclaimed that she had impressed his friends. She gave a shrug and pushed the topic aside when he asked if she was ready to celebrate. Her hazel eyes darted to the sky to check the position of the sun and she thought to refuse for a moment - but knew it would be disrespectful to refuse for both Jerrick and for the Gods of Hunt. She kissed a metal and said a silent blessing crossing it over her collar bones and then returned attentions back to Jerrick.<br/><br/>“Just what do you silly outlander’s think a celebration is?” She had a feeling it would be more than passive and tamed compared to what her people did but hey might as well see what they were all about she just hoped they realized if they were bringing the booze they would have to satiate a Gypsie and her people knew how to drink!