" Believe, and trust, aren't the same thing. Trust is earned, not given." He said with a simple glare, looking at Sans. Right Bones?" He grinned a little bit, knowing that Sans didn't trust him as far as he could throw him in the beginning. He gave a nod as Deacon sat back down. " Sup Blackstaff? why are you way out here anyways?" Keenst pondered as he looked at Sans, wondering what had gone on here while he was gone, Nothing that seemed to need to his attention, because he hadn't been called, but it had only been three days.<br/><br/>"Well, you know me, always looking for more Magic, Besides, i heard the Dark Net guy out here was going to quit soon. Something about monsters, and a freakish guy with white hair. Figured i might have a job i can do. Do you know what kind of money they make?" Deacon laughed, though Keenst would know Deacon couldn't stay in one place..<br/><br/>"So you finally got tired of the town we saved from Demons hmm? Figured you'd have left years ago. Woulda saved me the trouble in dealing with her, everytime i needed advice on something magical." Keent gave a grumble.