Ignoring the dog, Johannes glowered at Morgen. For a moment he considered smacking the child, but decided against it. He didn't have time to discipline children, especially orphans.

"We're leavin'." He said, glancing to Ezra before returning his attention to the girl. "You two can follow if you want to head the same direction. You cause problems, we part ways, got it?"

Johannes didn't allow time for any of them to answer. Patting his side once to reassure himself that his pistol was still in place, he turned on his heel and marched quickly for the nearest gate out of the outpost. He didn't give the inn or its owner a second look.

Pulling his hood up over his platinum blonde hair and tucking his ponytail in place, he kept his eyes up and alert. He scanned every direction around him for threats of whatever kind, walking quickly with long strides. Those children had pissed him off and he was hoping for a quick opportunity to dump them somewhere. What did those snot-nosed brats expect, him to just stab a random stranger in an inn? No, that would never work. He had to force the Miraculum to show its hand before striking. Otherwise he was just another bandit.