Hauk felt his brow twitch ever so slightly.  This Elrin was a choppy one.  Did he really think him so barbaric or primitive?  Certainly he was old fashioned, but he spoke his mind, and disapproved of his thievery.  Could the lad not accomplish things honestly?  The land was lush with everything one needed to get by with, if only they were willing to look.  Why was it the people of this plane had to step on each others' toes for it?<br/><br/>"I'm afraid a<span style="font-style: italic">baboon</span>isn't quite a part of my repertoire," Hauk grumbled back, "Nor is it my name.  I am called Hauk, and I ought to remind you,<span style="font-style: italic">Ser Elrin</span>, that you happen to be standing on the grounds of Monachus."  He rolled his shoulders as if to drive home his point.  He nodded to Logia, wordlessly assuring him he would follow to their destination.  He then bound himself to his raven shape and took to the air, needing the space to clear his head and focus on his goal.