Enough

---- Dalen, an inn in Starval, morning, 0 DSTR ----

Some nerve that man had. Nate tried hard not to get offended, but he was not going to allow this man to treat him like a fool. "Well, I've already guessed that much, mister Mori. I'm not completely daft." he said, unable to hide his annoyance.

"And as for involving you in my personal business, then I'm afraid that won't be possible." he coldly replied. He then tasted the ale before continuing "If there's nothing else I can offer you I think it is time for me to leave. I wish you a safe journey home, mister Mori.". Having said this and given a small nod as goodbye Nate didn't wait for Dorian to reply but simply stood up, walked to the bar and placed a few gold coins on the counter before heading towards that door. Of course he knew it wasn't wise to react in this manner, which his father undoubtedly would characterise as childish, but because of the lack of sleep last night Nates patience was wearing thin and he just needed some air.