"You've been reading." Less of an accusation here, and more of an observation. Still, 'peace' didn't sit well with him. It made Preston restless.
His gaze dropped to the hand on the counter briefly before he met Errol's eyes again. He hadn't come across any dangers on his way here, but he knew better than to assume that it meant this was a safe place. And the irony that they would be considered dangerous people wasn't lost on him, either. A highly effective tool without a user or a prescribed direction was, at best, unpredictable.
"You wouldn't have had time. I haven't forgotten where you come from, even if you do look like an innocent merchant."