This swine is nothing like his brother.  He also had that predatory look, abate not as a wolf.  No a wild boar in the brush would come to mine.  As if he gore the crap out of you and leave you just for looking.    His stoic look did not falter as he looked to Garrett,  as if ready to take up the challenge silently given.  Then suddenly he give a easy smile, and a hearty laugh.<br/><br/><em>"The floor, pick a spot where ever.  I don't have extra beds so unless you magically produce your own beds its the floor.   An inquisitor don't worry I won't touch your women.   There rather to skinny for my liking.  Not have it on my conscious if broke any of the lasses.   I'm up at the crack of dawn,  breakfast be ready.  Nothing now,  I've had dinner and did not expect guests." </em><br/><br/>Had he been intimidated perhaps,   but he did not choose to press any confrontation.    Garret poise and delivery had gotten through.   The swine would turn and retire to his room.   The house might be spartan but the group would be secure within.