Sojo knew nothing of the powerful pendant the man wore. He wouldn't have tried to take it from him but he would have been even more wary of him. He knew the power enchanted items could have on a person. He continued eating his shrimp burrito. It was filling the stomach just right. He wouldn't tighten the leash on the guy. That would be cruel and he wasn't a cruel person. Even if he at times got angry he tried not to do anything to anyone that was cruel. He waited on Thomas's answer to his question. He was certain he wasn't going to like the answer but there was no harm in trying to ask it. He needed to know more about Thomas but had a feeling it wasn't going to be easy to get anything out of the guy. He fidgeted with his staff before setting it against the wall again. God. He was bored. He wanted to know more about Thomas. He needed to know more about who he was dealing with.<br/><br/>He looked at him as he chuckled. "You also haven't asked whereas I have asked." He pointed out. He looked at him. "I'm also a blood mage. Most Necromancers specialize in one magic. I specialize in three." he said simply. He rolled his eyes. "I didn't ramble about him I merely explained I wasn't expecting you." He said with a sigh. He didn't even want to know everything. Just something more about this mysterious male he was stuck with until he learned to master that spell. Which he had the strangest feeling was going to be made quite difficult for him to do so. He looked at the man. "Then don't eat the shrimp burritos. You aren't going to be force fed them." He said with a grimace. "Then we won't talk about it. For now." he said with a serious tone. He rolled his eyes. "The past is what death is. It is what I deal with. The past can make the future. You just have to know how to use it." Holy shit this man was frustrating. "Yeah yeah. You have me to thank for a new future. Well I got that your grateful." He said. Finishing his burrito and looked at him. "I won't share more with you until you share more with me. Understand? Knowledge is a two way street. You can't get without giving."<br/><br/>He then began to wash the plate. He dried it when he finished washing it. He looked at him. "Is there anything you are wanting to feel better? If you want to go into town go ahead but I'm not going with you. I don't feel like a fight with the evil people in this city." He said bluntly. He merely nodded his head as the man said he was going to take a nap. Waving him off then. He looked at him and got an impish smile. "Oh? You want me to share my personal space with you when you are unwilling to give anything in return? I'm sorry thats just not going to happen. You can have that couch in the room where you got the clothes." He grabbed his staff and his robes. "Speaking of resting perhaps I should do so as well." He looked at Thomas with an impish look. "There should be blankets and pillows in the closet. Sleep well Thomas." He said. Still grinning that impish little smile.<br/><br/>He then walked past Thomas. Making sure to give plenty of space between them. He slept very little last night but then again he didn't sleep much to begin with. He then went to a wall and place a hand on it. The wall burst into light of a crimson pentagram as he cast black magic. The wall fizzled out and he stepped through it. The wall then reformed behind him. He then opened some scrolls and began to study the spells inside.