Dexter had shown up ready for a long silent wait alone. He had brought plenty of reading materials to keep himself entertained, but something in the room was distracting him. He couldn't tell what it was, but he knew it wasn't the bards. It was a well documented fact that entertainers were promiscuous, so what they were doing wasn't out of place at all. No, something else had his archivist senses tingling. For some reason her felt something odd about the woman in the full plate, apart from being in full plate.<br/><br/>Then the sound of the arcanist's voice drew him out of his stare. "My name is Dexter Astrapi" he said quietly then got back to his study of finding what was out of place in the room.