He met the 'contact' with barely suppressed amusement, handing the scroll over and refraining from mentioning how they were dressed for the OTHER end of the quest, not the end point of one. Other tan the amusement at the end of the journey though, he met it with the same disinterest that he greeted everything that wasn't preparing for combat, combat, ensuring combat did not happen with people he needed (at the moment), and sex. He did ask Star when they were going to come off their heat, as their sky high libido was not something that had made it into the stories back home for some reason.<br/><br/>At the edge of town, he looked over the deserted streets, and frowned. "Alright, thoughts? Mine is on the horse being connected. I remember that from a story back home. Evil wandering horse, pretends to be lost, eats flesh and grows combat tentacles at night when everyone else is asleep, letting it capture food with minimal risk.<br/><br/>Only reason for that is that I don't even see chickens or pigs around, but there is a horse, wandering through like it owns the place."