Bradhoc Browning

Cecil Harvey (DS)

Rye

Script

Cecil: What about you? *looks at Rye* We're not just going to throw you on guard duty with no hospitality. You're our guest.

Rye: *lays on one of the beds* This will do plenty well. *yawns* I've been on the road for quite a while.

Cecil: Very well. Just let any of the guards know if you need something. Both of you. *closes the door behind him*

Bradhoc: *looks out the window at the night city, in a slight daze at what all has happened that day*

Rye: Don't think that I trust you, Bradhoc Browning.