Legacies Reborn

"Need some battle advice? I could teach all a thing or two, because trust me, you'll find some weird shit out there."

"I dunno...To teach me how to fight?" she says, then adds, "I'm open to advice, Cain."

Cecil nods, wanting to listen himself.

"It'd be better to show you too instead of just telling you but we've stopped enough. I'll do it later."

"Sounds fair to me." she replies, looking off in the distance. The Kin's castle could be seen towering over the small city ahead.
"We'll just head through the place and out the other side."

"Good, we're making progres.."

"Yup." the Smeargle chirps, stepping firmly as she goes, like she's on a war path.

"Head through the place? Don't you think you guys will attract some attention?"

"No, we should be fine." Lucure says, waving her paw about. "We were running around in the city the other day, remember? When we went to the castle."

"Eh...whatever you say."

"You'll see!" she exclaims, drawing closer to the gates.

"Looks like a happy little place..."

"Of course. This is Caliber's hometown, right?"
'That's correct, madam Lucure-'
"...Did...you just call me 'madam'?"
'Yes? What of it?'

"Too fancy for you girl?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact. I don't like that phrase. It insinuates that somebody is better than the other, I feel." >_<

"It's more a polite gesture if anything, Lucure."

"Hmph...I suppose that's one way to look at it..."

Rylie stays silent as they walk

'that would be either some of her tools or some metal clanging around in the bags'

Cecil does look back. "...Miss Rylie? Are you alright?" he asks. He was just concerned than anything, noticing how quiet she was. "If you wish, you may join my side."

Lucure remains quiet as she too glances back at the Lucario.

Cain pays no mind to it. Seeing how she has been ever since he met her, he just assumes she a more quiet type.

Rylie says nothing

"...."

He turns back, to Lucure this time. "...Well, so be it."

"Give her time." Lucure advises as they enter the low-laying town at the foot of the castle.

'I see. She works with metal, correct? A blacksmith?'

"Blacksmith huh? If you don't mind checking my weapon later, I'd appreciate. Fine blade from home, but every blade ages."

"...I'd compensate you, Rylie." Lucure speaks up, glancing at Cain, as if to say, 'C'mon dude, rly.'