Heyo growls as he did not like the high prince's counter. Rolling his eyes he yells something in romanian. Getting an answer back which had him laughing. He looks to the guards and speaks rapid romanian that made it near impossible to make more than a word or two out. He laughs again as do the other gypsies. They finish packing up and make camp on the outskirts of the town. Heyo was thinking over the man's words. Something about what the man said did not settle well with him. He fell asleep in his tent. It was further out than the rest and watched over the rest of the camp.