[his smile broadens as Basch speaks, dispelling that concern easily. if the other was lying, he could probably tell—and honestly, he wants to trust him anyway.

giving a soft tug of that hand, Olivine will start to lead him back.]

I'm glad. You didn't get injured while you were out there... [there's more relief there. it's not that he doesn't think he could protect himself, obviously. the man was a guard.] I'm fine, yes. It's been peaceful around the village.

Ah—I washed your clothes for you. Are you hungry?