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Lance couldn’t help but laugh at the comment on the other knights. He might be a knight but he was often still different then most of them. It amused him rather then offend him that she would make such a comment. Yet he also understood as well.

His gaze went back towards Falcon’s Nest. A casual shrug in answer to her question at first as he turned back to look at her again. He hadn’t really explained that the work he was doing here was extra. To benefit a friend. So it had only been logical to think he was a knight in service out here regularly.

“They are technically not my superiors out here. My superior is in command of Skyfire Locks south of Dragonhead. This is by rights my day off but decided to put in some extra work helping out a friend from one of the other High Houses. I actually serve House Haillenarte not Durendaire.” He spoke as he adjusted his gauntlets. “Besides I have would rather be anywhere but Ishgard recently. So let us call this a distraction for me. Again only if you do not mind the company of a knight who does actually mean well.”

He laughed. This man had a sense of humor, something she couldn’t help but smile slightly about. A knight who was quite far away from his post, and yet he would take time to come out here instead. She knew it all too well, to be off-duty from work and yet continue to lend a hand to those who needed it, or rather doing such a thing of his own volition.

It was quite familiar. A hand rose to rest on her hip as she gave it some thought. She never needed an escort, she took careful consideration of her time out in the highlands. However, Lancefer didn’t seem like a bad person and it would be rude of her to turn him away when he offered his company. Funny that she would come to the conclusion that a potential friend could be made, maybe she found it interesting to find someone similar like herself.

“Well then, Ser Lancefer, let’s see if your training allowed you to keep up with a crazy ragged crow.”

She replied with a laugh as she swiftly descended the steps, but going at a certain pace as to not let him lose track of her. Ink simply narrowed his eye before taking off to the skies to track the pair from above.

“Oh so it is like that is it?” Lance chuckled as he watched Svan swiftly descend. He was almost glad that he was rarely lax in training. If she thought he might not be able to keep up he was ready to prove her wrong.

Lance followed suit down the steps, catching up with Svan. He matched his pace to hers with a grin that was almost taunting. As if to ask was this the best she could do. He figured if she tried she could probably out pace him in his usual armor. But it seemed she was being considerate. That was something that amused him.

“I seem to be keeping up just fine so far. I’m not one to sit around Skyfire on my backside all day. I have every intention of helping restore the Haillenarte name. Which means training daily.” He commented as he kept pace. His eyes were bright with the enjoyment this day was proving to be. He had expected another cold day of dull work. Instead he found a potential friend. Potential being the keyword as he still took a bit of time to trust anyone at that level after past incidents. “I still think you are not crazy though.”

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Lance couldn’t help but laugh at the comment on the other knights. He might be a knight but he was often still different then most of them. It amused him rather then offend him that she would make such a comment. Yet he also understood as well.

His gaze went back towards Falcon’s Nest. A casual shrug in answer to her question at first as he turned back to look at her again. He hadn’t really explained that the work he was doing here was extra. To benefit a friend. So it had only been logical to think he was a knight in service out here regularly.

“They are technically not my superiors out here. My superior is in command of Skyfire Locks south of Dragonhead. This is by rights my day off but decided to put in some extra work helping out a friend from one of the other High Houses. I actually serve House Haillenarte not Durendaire.” He spoke as he adjusted his gauntlets. “Besides I have would rather be anywhere but Ishgard recently. So let us call this a distraction for me. Again only if you do not mind the company of a knight who does actually mean well.”

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Lance was still unused to the Western side of Coerthas. His shifts usually were always south of Dragonhead, at Skyfire Locks. Yet he had been picking up any extra duties where he could lately. Anything to avoid home as much as possible. So naturally he had somehow landed himself some work on the Western side. Including some work he had been keeping quiet. He was technically in service with Haillenarte but Durendaire controlled the areas around here. Yet since he had begun his friendship with Emon’i he had been on occasion quietly offering assistance to Durendaire when Haillenarte did not have enough work to keep him busy.

He hadn’t noticed her at first. He had been admiring the warm rays of sun that rarely graced Coerthas. Yet her raven hair stood out to him in the crisp white of fresh snow. He had called out to her as he hurried over. Meaning well when he had warned her that it was dangerous.

Interesting. She was a pretty face with intelligent eyes. Not as common of a pairing with most of the Ishgardian ladies he had ever met. He couldn’t help but smile slightly as he crossed his arms in thought. He liked the bit of spark she had. There was something in her tone and actions that told him he wasn’t the first that had ever tried to be concerned for her. Finally he uncrossed his arms, holding his hands up defensively for a moment to apologize.

“I meant no offense of course. I apologize if I have done so. Ser Lancefer Aurifore.” Lance swept into a bow as he spoke to Svan, still smiling warmly as he straightened back up. “I just know this side of Coerthas is not nearly as kind as the . Would it be okay to ask what brings you out this way?

As expected of a Temple Knight, courteous with a sense to protect. Although she couldn’t help but notice he was quite different from the ones she had seen. Then again such knights tend to be completely different when they were off-duty and deep in their cups…

But she was sure she had never seen this man before. He held himself proudly, but not in a way of arrogance. The way he would stop her was out of concern, not that she would judge him upon that, but knights of his age and appearance often stopped her for other reasons than her well-being. Reasons that signaled a large, ruffled-looking crow to scare them off. The cry of a crow would cause her eyes to shift to look upon Ink perched on the nearby rail, turning his good eye upon the knight addressing her.

She would acknowledged the moody bird, but her attention would return to the knight as he begun to question her intentions of being out here. Yet another odd thing, usually knights would demand to know what she was doing, but he was instead asking if he could get an answer instead. Curious indeed, but nevertheless Svan would simply gesture towards the leather satchel that strapped over her shoulder under the shawl that she wore.

“I see, well I tend to come out here often to gather herbs. Is that a suitable answer Ser? I would appreciate it if I could leave very soon before the next snowfall…If you doubt me at all you can ask the folk around here and they can tell you about a crazy woman named Svan venturing off into the snowy lands alone.”

Of course he had not missed the fact that she was being just a bit wary. Not that he could blame her. He had seen both sides of the spectrum over his years serving. Not everyone trusted the knights right away. He had learned early on not to take offense to people’s reactions.

He had spared a glance in the crow’s direction for a moment. Curious. He had not recalled seeing anything here that might interest the bird. However he paid no further attention to Ink since the bird seemed to just be sitting there observing. It wasn’t something he thought much of. Animals that is. Beyond his chocobo, he had very few interactions with animals up close.

He eyed the leather satchel as she explained. A slight frown forming as she said the locals called her a crazy woman. He knew better then to judge a book by it’s cover but nothing about the woman seemed to cry ‘crazy’. Eccentric maybe. But that was even hard to go with in his opinion.

“I do not find it crazy. Then again I am pretty sure I have seen stranger things then a young woman gathering herbs in less then safe places.” He gestured for her to begin walking, not wanting to hold her up from her work but not walking away either. “I hope you don’t mind if I at least walk with you for just a bit. I can leave if you insist though. I promise to stay out of your way. Are you looking for specific herbs? Like those for healing or those for cooking?”