Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140824224301/@comment-12599067-20140910021609

Bjolmar did not meet Tegan's eyes as she crouched next to him, but from what she was able to briefly view she could tell that the man's eyes were reddened and had dark circles. It seemed that he had shed a few tears in her absence, or was extremely tired, at the least.

"I do not know the answer to either question, Tegan. That... monster does not deserve to be alive. If the Camoran had the chance, he should've ended the problem then and there. But until he leads us to my uncle, he must stay alive. I very much doubt he will be cooperative in our efforts, and sooner or later he will likely point out that we need him every bit as much as he needs us. After that, I don't doubt that he'll try and make some deal with us to try and save his hide, and because we cannot execute him, I believe we may have no choice but to accept," Bjolmar said bitterly.

"As for what is to become of you... that is not for me to decide, Tegan. I do not own anyone. I would not mind a travelling companion, if you would like to join me. If not, then I will not keep you from whatever you see fit to do once we are free."