Johannes made no movement to indicate he was listening to Ezra, or that he even heard the scribe talk. However, he did respond in a low murmur the next time he peered off in Ezra's direction, trying to speak too quietly for Morgen and Morwen to hear: "He stepped over quick. Too quick. Keep your eyes on the kids. Don't let them catch you off-guard. Only observe for now."

It was suspicious to Johannes the way that damn mage made a beeline for two dirty Wasteland rats. Orphans, he called them - how much did that agent actually know about the children and their family? Was that true, or a bluff? But more importantly - why did he know anything at all? It was no secret the Miraculum had recruiters; that's why the Bloodhounds sent him out here to begin with. 

In theory he could just chalk this encounter up as a success, put another notch on the stock of his gun, and move along.... but these damn kids! Were they accomplices and mages themselves? Really just Wasteland rats? He couldn't risk leaving any loose ends unattended.

Johannes looked over at Morwen when she inquired about their travel plans. "North. For now." He didn't slow his pace or offer any more information yet. He would have to somehow butter them up a little bit. He hated small talk and socializing enough as it was, but with children? What did children even talk about? He'd have to think of something to say eventually...

"What's the dog's name?" He glanced over at the girl again, then at the dog. Even when growling, Johannes still preferred the company of the dog over the children.

This was going to be a hell of a long trip.