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When they turned into the next cargo hold the man who looked somewhat decrepit was facing the two of them with a little confusion. He gave a smile, one that did not have all the teeth in it, “Sir Knight!”
“Peasant.” Lucian said as he brushed off the man.
Or at least he tried as the man simply stood there without getting out of the way.
“Sir Knight, what are you doing here?” He asked as his gums flapped and spit was parsed through his lips.
“We are investigating for any signs of Chaos.” Lucian said straightly as he stared down the man, “Are you going to stay in my way?”
“B-but are you?” He smiled as he spoke those words, “Your eyes, they are mutant.”
That was a horrible insult. So horrible that Lucian could not even call himself offended by hearing it. Lucian knew the man was hiding something now, nearly guaranteed, for he clearly was not doing so because he feared Chaos. It would have been like those sailors earlier, their fear written upon their face.
He was simply standing in their way.
>Hold him back while the investigation finished, just body blocking
>Use some force against him
>Perhaps it is time to interrogate him
>Leave him be, perhaps we stalk him now
