Sighing at Nyriens answer after the quip. Yes they would have questioned them of course. But the watch was not the elite group of men for sure. Many of whom were incompetent lazy bastards who just did it to collect the meager pay the spot offered.
He didn’t push it though, he only threw it out there for the others… he personally felt the ‘tavern’ would have been the best step though. Full of thugs and criminals, they wouldn’t have to ask around too much to find at least one supplier. Either scare him or entice him with an offer to take the drugs off their hands.
Finn blinked when he was ignored by Qantz-Farron, then just decided to up and walk away with no explanation of why or where he planned on going.
Sera then apologized, saying she’s going with qantz-farron on this one. explaining that they should take the initiative. On what exactly? Walk around aimlessly? He didn’t even offer much of a plan in the first place. Let alone what he was even thinking of trying.
He didn’t even get a chance to retort as she spun on her heels and walked away. Finn couldn’t help but feel like the last kid ignored/left out once again. Scratching the back of his head with a bit of an irritated sigh escaping his lips as he tried to push the stupid feeling from his head.
She was right about one thing though, it was their mission. As much as he didn’t like the situation he would feel worse just letting them go alone. Splitting up without a plan would surely just make everything fall apart. Sighing, he looked to Vela, who hadn’t said anything after all that and said while scratching his temple. ”I guess we should follow…? ”
Gods this is awkward... Finn thought to himself as he started after them before they got too far away. Talk about a well mesh group. Guy who speaks in riddles, a lady who likes to antagonize everyone, and another lady who just kept to herself it seemed.
Finn walked in silence as he followed the others, slightly back from the group so that he arrived just after Sera decided to go into a building by herself. One that Qantz- Farron decided to stop at for some reason. He then looked at the man who now carried a lit lantern and asked quietly.
“Mind filling us in on how you ‘know’ this is a stockpile? Could have told us in the first place. Instead of having us walk around blindly...
With a clear hint of irritation in his voice. As well as a clear cut off.
He glanced at Vela, “Excuse the poor choice of words…” he said with a wince in his voice.
He moved towards the door that Sera just snuck into when Qantz-Farron would answer or not. Standing with his back to the wall on the left side of the door, his eyes darted from left to right as he checked farther into the ally and stood ready to storm in if he heard a struggle. However he stood with his back to the wall, to. Not look suspicious as much as one could in an ally from those passed the mouth of it.
As he waited he drew three arrows from his quiver and held them in his draw hand, one arrow in between each of his fingers. He then held them casually, tips pointed to the ground,