Shady

Pratik hesitated, glancing at Ada, wondering if she'd sell him out. "Ah, things are complicated. I'll figure out what I'm doing, as I'm doing it. Always do."

"I'd think so!" Pratik said with a grin, forcing himself to be as upbeat as possible. Gods knew the man needed something to look forward to, to get him through ...

Pratik lifted a shoulder. "Well... maybe you could have some of your own kids, then?"

"I'm sure there's a job needing that," Pratik said encouragingly. "Maybe you could be a nanny for a merchant's wife or something?"

"Mm." Pratik contemplated the question thoughtfully. "The world is full of opportunities. What do you like to do?" He tried not to revel in the hypocrisy. There wasn't anything out ...

"You won't have to, soon," Pratik said, returning the gesture. "If -- if -- we survive the next two weeks, we're home free. No more masters for any of us." ...

(Poor guy ;-;) That was enough to earn a small laugh from Pratik. "I believe it's more enjoyable when you're not running for your life."

(Ahh, good to know! I wasn't sure -- but Pratik would probably still call him old haha but it helps to have a better mental image) Pratik glanced at Ada ...

"It's not courage if you have nothing to lose," Pratik said with a shrug. He remembered his fictional daughter a moment later, so he continued, "Besides, you have plenty of ...

Since before I got in that cage. Pratik was silent for a moment, trying to think about how honest to be with them. It was far too dangerous to be ...

Pratik smirked a bit, deciding to cover his right hand with the blanket, still holding on to the reins. He couldn't risk losing the use of his hands from the ...

"A little under an hour, I would guess," Pratik answered. He spread the blanket across his lap and pulled it up his torso a bit. It also helped with the ...

Pratik nodded and maneuvered his horse near enough to take the blanket. "Thank you... are you holding up alright?"

Pratik hesitated. It looked like she had more than one. “I wouldn’t mind an extra. Are you warm enough?”

“I do hope so,” Pratik agreed earnestly. He looked down and noticed the horse was huffing and puffing beneath him. He looked up and switched to Akarataran. “We’ll walk them ...