[ He frowns, gaze going to the people around them as he remembers the way the town folk acted. "Appreciate" isn't the word he'd go for. It feels like trying to curry favor, while outright ignoring what the priest says. He's seen it before with nobles or powerful mages. ]

So this entire territory is like this?

[ Guilt is clawing at his stomach, and something else...protectiveness, perhaps. It's not that he doesn't think Olivine can handle himself. It's that he shouldn't have to. ]

It it typical your kind don't keep Guards? [ It would be unthinkable, at home, but this country seems to have less of a military presence, which isn't all bad.

His thoughts are entirely on Olivine, until the other looks at him and asks that question. There's ice in his veins, and he looks away. ]

I should be far from the village by nightfall, and stay away at least five days to be safe.