Morana raised a brow at Proxy, glaring slightly at him. "What else do you think we'd do? Wait for them to fix this." She was sure she could understand what Proxy was getting at, and while the thought was increasingly intriguing with her new equipment, there was a baby who needed looking after. She certainly was not going to be leaving him with Matrix either.
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Argus just grunted quietly as he pulled a coat around himself for a bit of extra protection before they left. He wasn't particularly enthused about this change in himself, but if he could hide the form it was easier to pass for male. At least he had hoped. There were soldiers in this town and he wouldn't particularly like them to know about this.
He knew at least where to begin to look. A hub for activity, wherever there may be some money to be made. The life was rough, even with the ability to travel and pedal your wares wherever it was welcome. "There she is." Argus nodded slightly towards the young woman, walking forward and flashing her a slight smile. "Devlesa avilan. Sar trajis?" He spoke to her in their native tongue, or so he hoped. Each tribe had a particular dialect, and not everyone could decipher accents.