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"If you need a scout, I could have a quick look around there myself and report back."
Benvolio flashes an easy smile, rubbing the back of his head and pacing a little restlessly. Already, he was eager to prove himself useful in some manner; these were unfamiliar faces, who possibly knew nothing of centaurs or knew little of the Shrikes, and so he had a better shot at making himself look useful compared to back home.

"Bandits? Hardly worth the effort of clearing them out. Still, I relish the chance to educate the incompetent!"
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Bertholt refuses to grace that with a response.

"I do not claim to be an expert on Rhea or the laws of the Goddess, but going to prison for possibly assaulting someone is.....frowned upon."

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Bertholt sighs.
"......I'm afraid that is the best she can offer, Sharne. Not for lack of effort."

For a moment, Rune's sure she can see Theo's constantly present smirk falter at her suggestion. A moment.

For that moment, his face is replaced by a far more pensive one, his eyes bearing an unknowable weight, the self-confident gleam gone. For a moment, Theo just looks....

It's hard to describe it as anything but tired.

It hangs there for another moment, as if he wants to say something, as if something Theo had ought to say was to be said.

The moment passes.

His confident smirk returns in force, his eyes gleaming as if nothing ever happened. As if he hoped Rune didn't notice; though Rune isn't quite sure he even noticed his own slip. If it was a slip at all; Theo was hard to read, and perhaps it was all planned and he wasn't nearly as boneheaded as he seemed.
"A man of my talents never concedes defeat to those who claim to be better, he only retreats to fight another day. Still, you seem like a good ally, and there is always something to be learned from good allies. I'm willing to make it work if you are."