He's on the search for his brother, Edger, who hadn't come home yet and apparently, he's the one who has to go look for him. He steps into the tavern and his nose scrunched at the thick smell of ale. He doesn't understand his brother would rather spend his time here.

His eyes go along the men in the bar, and it stops when he sees a familiar figure.

Mary.

He's taking steps forward towards her before he even realizes what he's doing...He sits across from her and even slightly leans forward to look under her hood as if to make sure it's really who he thought (of course, he did know) ...He gives a slight smirk when their eyes meet. His chest tightens. " Now, this isn't a proper place for a diamond," He spoke quietly to make sure only she heard. He tried to sound disinterested and up to scheming. Well, he *is* but that's besides the point-