He blushed a bit, at her mentioning that they looked like a couple, and scowled at people who looked like they wanted to flirt with her.<br/><br/>"Me? I have the equipment I need... I've been doing this for a few months, after all. I just wanted to make sure you didn't feel like you needed anything."<br/><br/>The main floor of the Guildhall had more in common with the tavern than anything else; large wooden tables, ringed by chairs dominated much of the room, though the bar was replaced by a clerk's desk, at which two scribes worked diligently. One of the walls was covered with an enormous board, various small strips of paper tacked to it. Doors lined the back wall, flanking the desks, and more doors could be seen on the next two floors up, their balconies overlooking the common room.<br/><br/>Cedrik approached the desk, greeting a plain-looking halfling woman behind the desk. "Morning Maryann, I'm here to update my registration."<br/><br/>"Ahh, Cedrik! Your regis--oh, my, is this your eidolon?" she asked, with a gasp, loud enough that a few other heads turned. "Oh, hon, she's gorgeous!"<br/><br/>Cedrik blushed and shuffled his feet a bit. "Yup! I'm ready to take on jobs by myself, now."<br/><br/>Maryann beamed in delight. "Look at you, boy, all grown up! Let me just get you set up with that, take a seat at one of the tables. Did you have any jobs in mind? I'm assuming that's why you came."<br/><br/>"You're right... the goblin cave," he said, nodding, and making his way over to the table.<br/><br/>"A good choice. I'll grab that and your paperwork, and be right out," she said, hopping down from her chair and ducking into one of the back rooms.