<span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-indent:1em;">The brute only shrugged his slouching broad shoulders, still worn from working in the forge for such a prolonged period.He neglected to put any efforts in thinking of a snarky or humourous remark to give to Finny, he immediately went with Vesper's joke with a warm smile. Ragnar glanced over as Merlin finally arrived, briefly thinking about the night prior and the abrupt departure. He crossed his arms, dismissing the thought as he returned his focus to the group with everyone now present.</div></span><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-indent:1em;">"Maybe it is Cromwell's ego." Brynn suggested, looking over at Merlin. "Maybe he thinks that he doesn't have to worry about being discovered. He thinks that Kerrek took care of all the ones that could figure out about their involvement. The Owl has been destroyed, all of his elite and more well-equipped couriers were sent on a suicide mission so to Cromwell's eyes he's pretty damn safe." The female shrugged halfheartedly. "Hiding would make him a bit suspicious and perhaps he wants to play the victim like Briarwood."</div></span>