Pushing the chair out from under the table, Gerund got up to approach Rhianna.<br/><br/>"Hey, lass." He said, putting a hand on her shoulder, "Not everyone can take care of themselves. Not everyone's record is spotless. We lost the war. At least, the war above. Before the Tythians came, there were plenty of criminal gangs around. We fought with eachother alot, but we have to rely on one another now in order to survive. We've had to rely on your father, and he in turn relied on us, during the seige. -And we didn't win. We were a dissapointment to you, and to the King, because we failed to stop the invaders. It's just how the world works, you know? You just have to work with what you got."<br/><br/>The older man managed a smile, his stern eyes turning gentle under his bushy, furrowed brow.