[Yes! Blowing up stuff is gooooood...muahahahah!]
"Great, thanks," Keina said, and though confident and nonchalant on the outside, inwardly, he was floored as everything really began to settle in his mind, registering as really...real. This was pretty crazy. Here, a Lord was being completely compliant for him, a commoner. Damn...if he wasn't careful (and could come to terms with the inherant awkwardness of having everything suddenly at his beck and call), he could get used to this. He'd never been spoiled in his life, but he imagined this was what it was like.
Kinda fun, actually. If a bit weird, too. It was quite the change of pace. Asking for things wasn't something Keina was really used to, as someone who always had to do everything on his own, even early on in life, and as someone who grew up with very little, around people who owned very little. Quite the culture shock, really.
He wasn't about to complain. He was adaptable.
Noticing the Lord seemed deep in thought with his eyes shut, Keina was respectfully quiet as well, not wanting to disturb his client. Absently fiddling with his hair, which had yet again fallen into his eyes, another thought occured to him. New clothes and a new name probably wouldn't be enough to obscure his identity for such a high-profile job...and a change in hairstyle was one of the quickest ways to change one's appearance...
He scowled slightly. Made sense, but there was no way he was cutting it. He'd just...dye it and wear it differently or something. Dyes weren't hard to make if the right plant matter was available...
Glancing back toward Scyros as he spoke again. Man...he sure fidgeted a lot. Nervousness, maybe? Or just anticipation? Keina could understand both, for he certainly felt bothâ€"though anticipation was strongest among the twoâ€"even now, though he didn't let on to that fact. It was only natural to feel that way, and good, even; such emotions kept you on your toes and cautious. But showing such emotions never tended to look good, especially if you were trying to sell something.
"Where I'll go? Hm...I'm kinda leanin' toward this Necromantia place. Never heard of it, myself, and in a case like this, that's a good thing. Sounds like a cheery place." He smirked. "Might not be good to stay in Adela; they'd be scourin' the place, too many chances for secrets to leak out. The further away, the better...unless, of course, you'd like to keep the Princess an' me where ya can see us and you're confident your home is protected enough to keep such a big secret...secret."
Speaking of the Lord's home, he was really looking forward to getting there. Young adult or not, he was not without child-like curiosity, and he couldn't say he'd ever been in a Lord's home before.