His eyes flicked to Onyx, but didn't linger long, Saenaelith was of more interest to him. He smiled softly at her, "you are the witch that the rumors have spoken of, I had considered tracking you down. The rumors are divided as to whether or not your intentions were for weal or woe. I am beginning to think that, as usual, the rumors about you were misguided."<br/><br/>His gentle accent rolled along as he spoke: "I am not one for the city, myself, but I have become used to it. I see nothing wrong with your ways, each must live their own."