((Okay, I know none of the PPMs have introduced themselves yet, but you guys know they're characters and I'm tired of using phrases like "The well dressed man" and "the healer", so I'm just going to go ahead and start using their names even though no one's learned them yet.))<br/><br/>Kent raised an eyebrow. There was really only one thing she could be referring to, but he had no idea how she'd know about it. In her vision, had she seen him fighting? He couldn't imagine he was using what she might be referring to were he not dealing with his actual target. He leaned in over the table. "Alright, you've got my attention. So where's this deal of yours come in, and where do we go from here?" He'd stick with her for the time being, she may end up proving very useful in the future.<br/><br/>Travis paused just as he reached the exit of the tavern. Something about everything that had been happening just didn't sit right with him. For one thing, he wasn't at all used to people being friendly with him, let alone open as Sae had. Secondly, there were times when he truly hated what he had become. There was the tiniest part of him that was still a healer, and still wanted to help people, though it had largely been crushed by what life was for a healer in the land of Alora, where magic was blasphemy and healing was the art of a demon. Still, it wouldn't kill him to show a hint of kindness. Walking back into the tavern, he paused to put one hand on Mira's shoulder. "Get out while you can." he told her, positive by then that she was just some kid. "This isn't the kind of crowd you want to get mixed up in. Find someone trustworthy at the summons if you really want to spread those wings. Just not here." With that, he returned to Sae. "Alright, so you said you had an idea. What is it? Mind you, I'm not a thief."