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Mark: continues listening, thinking 'he wont find that out.. No way he can'
Mark: raises an eyebrow and continues listening
Mark: leans back and listens
Mark: turns and looks at james, leaning back against the rail
Mark: " i met several during my encounter, yes"
Mark:"you seem to be taking this pretty good.... I thought you didnt know about my history.."
Mark: "no... Theyre from a bit of a complicated past" he spills his drink on his shirt and without thinking takes it off, revealing a tattoo on...
Mark: "this.." he looks out at the city "youre in charge of all Rome now, its got to feel different"
Mark: "how do you feel about this?"
Mark: stands next to Fae, leaning on the railing "frauline?"
Mark: "they werent too friendly anymore, im actually suprised i lived"
Mark:-looks up, hearing the conversation-
Mark: he pours himself another glass "it was a run in with an old friend... And his new friends"
Mark: drinks the burbon and stares at the glass
Mark: leans back against a pillar, an old song from his homeland filling his thoughts.
Mark: he laughs a bit more, ignoring the venom behind the comment, and offers her the wine, taking the burbon in his hand. " i really dont care if...
Mark: listens quietly
Mark: follows Fae
Mark: sighs quietly, still following Fae in case she needs anything. He puts both his shield and spear on his back while they all walk
Mark: follows a short behind them, partly absorbed in his own world