He doesn't respond. The condescension was a little annoying, but its not like he knew the other Stranger close enough for it to hold much water.
Guts stays put as Evie approaches, looking none too surprised when the child desperately scrambles to get away from them. Whether or not he was the reason in particular didn't seem to cross his mind. The history of the place and a bit of personal experience was enough for him to understand why she'd reject the help.
"Guess she doesn't like strangers," he remarks, before looking behind them with a sharp eye.
What does cross his mind was the possibility that they were getting eerily near to someone's trap. Using children as bait wasn't above a group of people who were hungry enough. There was plenty of desperation and animosity among the people around them to merit the suspicion. Beneath his cloak, a hand shifts to grip one of the throwing knives strapped to his belt.
no subject
Guts stays put as Evie approaches, looking none too surprised when the child desperately scrambles to get away from them. Whether or not he was the reason in particular didn't seem to cross his mind. The history of the place and a bit of personal experience was enough for him to understand why she'd reject the help.
"Guess she doesn't like strangers," he remarks, before looking behind them with a sharp eye.
What does cross his mind was the possibility that they were getting eerily near to someone's trap. Using children as bait wasn't above a group of people who were hungry enough. There was plenty of desperation and animosity among the people around them to merit the suspicion. Beneath his cloak, a hand shifts to grip one of the throwing knives strapped to his belt.
"You done here? Let's keep moving."