88 "Well, OK... I'll take your word for it." Wyman says to Xar in something of a skeptical tone. Clearly something's up with him, but he's not saying what. Maybe he'll open up in time.
In response to Erindal's comment about papers, Wyman furrows his brow, pats his hip pouch, then reaches over his shoulder to feel for the book and scroll strapped there. "I have paper, but probably not anything relevant here. Yeah, let's go."
Wyman observes the new man's [Automaton? Cyborg? Wyman knows more about his appearance than me] arrival with curiosity and in silence. He met a guy from another plane? Heh, he knows nothing about the multiverse. Looks like he and the guy with the metal limbs are hitting it off well. Good; that'll give me more time to gain the stressed kid's trust without too much interference.
In response to Erindal's comment about papers, Wyman furrows his brow, pats his hip pouch, then reaches over his shoulder to feel for the book and scroll strapped there. "I have paper, but probably not anything relevant here. Yeah, let's go."
Wyman observes the new man's [Automaton? Cyborg? Wyman knows more about his appearance than me] arrival with curiosity and in silence. He met a guy from another plane? Heh, he knows nothing about the multiverse. Looks like he and the guy with the metal limbs are hitting it off well. Good; that'll give me more time to gain the stressed kid's trust without too much interference.