The Count of Monte Caido

Bastien lifted his head at the sound of a voice, raising his eyebrows as he took in Roana stood in a rather myserious cloak. At first he assumed she had to be here for a rescue and bounded up from the bench quite quickly, but then as he got closer she didn't bring out any keys or fiddle with the door, and he geared himself for disappointment. "What is it you have come to say to me?" He asked, his voice carefully neutral. Not knowing if Roana was on his side or Zariah's, he didn't want to give too much of himself away at first. Given she had clearly sneaked in and seemed shifty, it was likely she was here for him...but..he couldn't trust just anyone, not now. Bastien Start by admitting from cradle to tomb Isn't that long a stay Life is a cabaret, old chum It's only a cabaret, old chum