Looking at the man for a good moment, Balthazar finally just reached out and shook his hand as well with a nod. â€œSeems we are, weâ€™ve really been here far to long for my likeing.â€ He said before pulling his hand back and slipping it beneath his cloak once more. Six silvers was a pittance for a caravan guard, especially ones going through an area with a reputation as the forest, but then they werenâ€™t exactly wanting for money. â€œI assume for six silvers youâ€™ll be providing us our food correct?â€ He asked, mostly to dull any suspicion. By far and most, caravan guards rarely came so easily. He personally had been hoping for a caravan that already had other guards to help with the protection, after all he had only an average skill with a blade though he was a pretty good marksman, and he didnâ€™t know how well she could handle a blade and she didnâ€™t have a bow. The only thing that made this alittle easier was the fact that due to a former master who collected exotic animals Balthazar  had a pretty decent knowledge of animals that might be in there. Didnâ€™t help with his feelings of not being quite prepaired enough, but did help his confidence alittle bit. â€œSo when are we going to be leaving?â€