Robert took his seat and looked at them fixing his large glasses and bent down to give his dog some pats on the head. Poor thing was too big, old and sick to jump up and join them, besides he smelt so bad Mary didn't want him on the couch. Hearing they had gone somewhere Robert was curious,<br/>"You said somethin' bout going in the south and coming back? You don't much talk the part." He said having mixed up his words but the meaning was still there.<br/><br/>Marry had known what Kryner worked on and was a bit surprised, "So does that mean you also umm... how do I put it politely." Robert turned to her,<br/>"You're a vigilante too? Or do you work the other side?" They knew Kryner operated as such since he'd been under their roof for the first half-year he'd been doing it.