~Talfen, the capital of Coldshore~
~The City Square~
"I'll have to humbly decline," Andras said shortly, never slowing his pace.
"Even if they're all black?" Reqiel added sneakily.
Andras' blank mask cracked a little, did the Angel think everyone was obsessed with clothes like he was?
"We're back on the route, Your Highness." He said instead, cutting short the Angel's exasperating tactics to apologize.
Reqiel hadn't being paying attention to the road so he let go of Andras' sleeve with a bright smile. "I knew I hadn't gotten us lost." He patted Andras arm and started down the route with full confidence.
Andras just sighed, he had a feeling that they would be walking around a while. To prevent that, he decide to do the asking instead.
"Your Highness, remain here while I ask for directions." He said, knowing that the Angel was going to go ahead and do whatever he liked anyway.
"Sure!" Reqiel agreed quickly, making a show of standing in place and waiting.