Learin got so wrapped up in his explanation that he didn't manage to notice Larea standing near them. His right hand left the underside of his chin to give a short wave while the other still supported his head. Sigrun looked to up at her quiet master, also noting the innkeeper leaving the building with someone else at the moment.<br/><br/>"So I guess you heard all of that, huh?" the pile of hunched-over cerulean rags uttered, "I suppose it's kind of surreal but... when an unquestioned creature comfort disappears, people will do everything to have it restored to normal. That's just how things are, even if it involves talking to volcanos."<br/><br/>A few minutes of idle banter was quickly broken by the owner of the establishment barging in and yelling at the top of his lungs. Sigrun looked curiously at him as he referred to her by her title; pointing at herself just to affirm that he didn't mean any other knights that might be in the tavern in the middle of nowhere. Learin just gave the man an unamused scowl and a furrowed eyebrow.<br/><br/>"It's not really our job to concern ourselves with this," he stated, turning his head toward Riu, "Unless you want her to go, I suppose we'll be staying right here."<br/><br/>He didn't want to seem too rude, but whatever money the innkeeper was offering probably wouldn't mean much to the thousands upon thousands of silvers his research drains. He was sure either someone else would offer or the authorities around here would do something about it, and Sigrun wasn't going to move unless she was ordered to by one of her current superiors. Sure enough though, a tall Ahketan man seemed to get up and bolt through the door in response.<br/><br/>Sigrun thought about answering the man's plea for a moment, but upon hearing Master Learin's response, she immediately sat back down. However, it seemed only a few moments after the dark-skinned man had set off had he returned bringing his news. How had he manage to accomplish all that he did so quickly? Did time move slower outside the inn now? Or perhaps Ahketan people were able to manipulate time and space, or perhaps were capable of ethereal displacement in large distances. It didn't take long for her tall, imposing, secondary master to grab her attention.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">"Madam knight, your services may be needed after all."</span></span><br/><br/>Acknowledging that as an order, she immediately got up on joined the man in standing near the doorway.<span style="font-style: italic">Wait a second,</span>Learin thought,<span style="font-style: italic">He was the third person she pledged herself to?</span>Ugh, if he had to try and argue who wins in superiority, he would not want to try and cross that giant. A bead of sweat born from both nervousness and confusion rolled down his forehead. While he could try and tell Sigrun to just stay here, a part of him knew that trying to question the someone like that would be unwise... even if his "Order" was just a suggestion. The bare chested man looked as if he could suplex a boulder with ease; doing that to a thin sickly scholar like him would be mere child's play.<br/><br/>"Alright alright, I'll come along too," he responded with a sigh, "Something tells me I won't hear the end of it later if I didn't, anyway." He joined the pair, looking back to Riu once again, "We'll be back after we catch the culprit, I suppose."