<strong>~Galo, infirmary, talking to Nakia~</strong><div class="floatright">(http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f162/shadowjewel/Character%20pics/GaloICPic.jpg)</div><br/><br/>Well, it was small comfort that there were not here for the wild woman. Glancing at the other, he saw she was very subtly chewing through her food. Good, that would be tricky for anyone to spot if she kept that up, although swallowing it as fast as possible was also an option.<br/><br/>He absent-mindedly ran a couple of fingers over his jaw as he considered Nakia’s words. The shift in her expression was pleasing in how it mirrored his own feelings; pleasing yet, in a distant sort of way, disconcerting - as always though, he pushed that aside. Glancing between her, the new slave and the other man, a thought came to mind; Allies were always useful, the new woman was proving most receptive to kindness and this idea would give him opportunity to again assist Nakia to strengthen their own alliance after his absence. It would also give him opportunity to observe this new man - perhaps he could be useful too.<br/><br/>“That woman is a Britton,” he commented, mildly to Nakia, “I am not fluent in her tongue but I think I should be able to communicate some basic concepts, if not more. Since I intend to head that way myself,” He said with a small smirk and a tap of one finger on his stubble covered chin, “perhaps it would speed things up if lent a hand?”