At the other indifference, Ace's lips tightened in annoyance at the roll of the guy's eyes to him and his decision to just completely ignore the question. Sure, he wasn't exactly expecting a nice answer, and sure, he knew he wasn't the most lovely and friendly person and that the way he spoke would surely annoy the guy, but he expected a reaction of some kind. Any reaction except the utter indifference that told him he was not good enough to be answered. This was probably what annoyed him the most. It wasn't like he wanted to prove himself to someone else. He never felt that need. But how he hated nobles and people who acted like them, even if they had nothing to back their feeling of superiority. Ace could almost feel the disdain coming out of the guy, like he was just too good for the place he was in. Ace's frown twisted into an almost evil grin. Well, if the other was indeed too good for that inn, he wouldn't be there, would he? Life would teach the other that, soon enough, but that didn't mean that Ace couldn't give life a helping hand, after all.<br/><br/>The mercenary straightened himself, the smile still in place, hands full of scars gripping the wood bar in front of them.<br/><br/>"You know, it's very rude to ignore someone. And it's actually not very safe." he started, on a upbeat tone, as if the lack of an answer hadn't bothered him. "Because when you least expect, you might need some help from lowlifes like me, and we are generally against helping shit like you." Ace completed, standing up from his own seat and put his gear away from the guy with his foot, before looking down and searching for the weakest leg in the other seat.<br/><br/>It didn't take long to find, specially since the whole place seemed to be ready to fall apart. Ace kicked it, hard, pleased to feel the wood give away under his foot. It probably wouldn't be enough to make the guy fall, but it was enough to make him at least spill his drink or simply become annoyed.<br/><br/>"But sometimes we do help, my lord." Ace said, the almost sweet smile in his face contrasting with the venom and mockery dripping with every word. If he was to admit it to himself, the act was very uncalled for, but then, most of the things he did were. He hated people who thought themselves better for some reason like status or money, he was bored and he was annoyed. So why not.<br/><br/>He was about to say something when a silky voice interrupted him, and Ace rolled his eyes when he searched for its source and found the other "misfit" he had seen earlier. Great, another "too good for a place like this". But as the other made his way towards them, arms opened, the mercenary frowned, unsure about his earlier judgement. Yes, the man didn't exactly fit the place, but his words didn't exactly fit the role, either. Well, at least not when they were directed at him.<br/><br/>As the prince of annoyance interrupted the newcomer, Ace used the time to look at him. There was something slightly different about the guy, an aura that made him stare even if he didn't mean to. Something that exhaled confidence, the promise of something. Something that was certainly dangerous, but that Ace couldn't guess what it was, exactly. But it was exactly because he couldn't figure it out that he felt almost pulled towards the guy.<br/><br/>The mercenary raised his gaze as he noticed the other was watching him, waiting for an answer.<br/><br/>"Yeah, yeah, just cut the drama." Ace mumbled, a little embarrassed for being caught staring. He made a swift movement with his head towards his backpack on the ground, indicating the paper was in there, but that he wasn't really keen to go search for it right then. "Are you willing to spare some detail besides 'need people to kill things?'" he asked, raising an eyebrow. He hoped so. While he would probably still follow along even if the man didn't say anything, he wasn't keen to being disappointed by the hunt simply because what the man deemed a dangerous monster was just some worthless beast that he could end in a second.