“No Kalista.”  Mitch informed the woman as she acted like she was going to move away and he stepped quickly to catch up, “You need to stay off those feet of yours, come, sit down.  You’ve got to give time for your feet to heal.”  His attention remained on Kalista as he said to the man, “I think your offer is a most noble and generous one, Sir.”<br/><br/>Negotation, never take the first offer his father had told him... before he was not around anymore, “I would gladly accept it; only if Kalista does and if she does accept it, I must insist that you buy her all the supplies that can be obtained for a reasonable coin and to her specifications.  I will remain with you as long as she does, until she finds her village.”<br/><br/>Turning his body to regard the blonde man he shrugged his shoulders, “You see Kalista doesn’t like a lot of people, and I worry that if we went in your caravan that she would be overwhelmed.”  Shaking his head he apologized, “I am sorry, I don’t mean to speak for you Kalista, what ever you decide I am good with.”<br/><br/>When he finished his piece, Mitch cursed himself.. /Mitch you idiot, this was a golden opportunity for the freedom you crave/. Then he looked back at Kalista and he shook his head again and decided that he was making the right choice, but why he had no idea but he did like looking at Kalista, she was just that bit off that she was -interesting.-