Six years? Garret had kind of a hard time belieiving that, given how small and young Alan looked. Hell, he might have only been around for six years, as far as he knew. Unless the strange man was chasing a toddler around for all this time, he couldn't imagine it being entirely true. But maybe he was just bad at keeping track of time? That wasn't terribly uncommon, given hardly anyone could read, let alone have enough astrological know-how to measure years properly. Given how blasted out everything was too, seasons were perhaps not a perfect indicator of time anymore, either. It was suspicious. But then, so was everything that the strange boy said and did so far, so maybe it was just a case of<span style="font-style: italic">really</span>poor social skills. Also not really uncommon.<br/><br/>"Well...Alright, if you say so. I guess if it's not the guy you're looking for, not much time wasted, compared." He turned to the shopkeeper, and as he was satisfied with the prices already, didn't bother with much haggling besides asking if his currency would be accepted. It would be, and it was, so he gathered his supplies in a rough-looking burlap sack, previously empty and secured to his waist by his belt, and slung it over his shoulder. "Come on, let's get going then." He pushed open the shop's door, holding it for Andrew, then let it go and started to walk back towards where their group had been at before Alan took off. "I swear, if those guys have started anything, we're leaving. Got it? We don't know any of them," He explained to Andrew. Garret did want to help that Alan kid out, for sure, but almost dying a second time in one day for a stranger? Nah. Not his kind of deal there.<br/><br/>As fate would have it, the group came back into sight, and not a pleasant sight at that. They were moving with a pace that suggested urgency, and Garret immediately cursed the day's sequence of events. "Oh bugger off," He huffed under his breath. Picking up pace, Garret sped towards them as well, speaking to Alex and Alan when they were nearer as he came to a stop. "What happened? And who're they?" He motioned towards Jane and the silver-haired man that were a bit further behind, but who seemed to be with the other two now. "Tell me you didn't manage to piss someone off in the ten goddamned minutes we were here."