Peony/Foxe | After "How to Train Your Scholar" | G?
The name rang a bell but he couldn't visualize a face to go with it. Foxe didn't waste much of his time on squires. He was no longer interested in training and, as such, tried to not attract the younger element of the guild.
"I do believe Sister Felicity will do a good job of training him." A pause. His brow furrowed. "What do you have in mind?" It depended on what Peony wanted from him. Foxe was utterly against training. Punishment or intimidation were something else entirely.