Re: Axel: Rae & Fen
Fen leveled a gaze at her more directly at the end of her words. Mention of his sister, of tabs being kept on her, regardless of by whom, was a short trip to raised dander. He didn't think she was a threat, per se, but that was not the point. The point was, outside his own strength and survival (and the possibility of a clean revenge against the one-eyed Uncle), his siblings represented the only real pieces of value to him. The notion that anyone had tracked them was cause itself for suspicion, passing as it was in this case.
She spoke of desiring surprise as well and, at that, he pressed a loud breath through his nostrils in his version of a chuckle. "If it is surprise you seek, then you have chosen a worthy mark on which to keep your eye." A compliment, paid in the masked affection, toward she who he called kin. It was enough of an answer to slake his curiosity at least, presuming that his sister was the direction and that the wanderlust had simply carried her in the right direction not unlike a favorable wind to a travelers sail.
"No doubt he town also provides ample consumption for your appetites." It was underlined to suggest, perhaps, it did for him as well. There were wild woods, unburdened by the scents and voices of humans, plenty of places he could stroll and be unhindered, as well as enough of a food source to sustain him. Beyond that, The violence he sought was never a difficult thing. Men were easy to incite anywhere and a bar simply greased the chute that would lead him to the the measurement.
It was that which best satiated him in regards to his value, that was a thing easy enough to find anywhere. A challenge was nigh impossible, to be certain, but Fen had long ago learned that numbers were a simple shortcut to that, and perhaps it was that which lifted his right eyebrow in faint consideration before it died in a gaze that shifted back out to the skaters.
"I trust then that you have found something to stall the former." He spoke of the wanderlust, but his tone lacked any insinuation. In truth he was curious, something few could have provoked by way of conversation. He didn't ask if it was Nel, not directly, and he had no plans to either, but he wasn't giving the town full credit for that as he couldn't see it himself. Whatever this place presented, whatever it might have had in store, his own wanderlust would have been boundless if not for his siblings and the anchor they represented.