Talbot didn’t trust this guy.

While more people meant that there was more company, Logan didn’t seem like the type of person that he wanted to be around. The black haired mage watched him carefully, his dark eyes remaining on his features. Thankfully, Rachel was worried as well. Talbot’s lips twisted upwards into a light smirk before his thought process was interrupted by a hand ghosting over his shoulder. His eyes darted over his shoulder to see the pretty dancer lady. She was asking him what he thought about the situation. He began to mull over what had been said before opening his mouth and answering Evie.

[b]”I don’t know what to think.”[/b] Talbot told her, crossing his arms. It didn’t seem like they were going to get into a fight, so he could stand down… for now. [b]”All I know is that we should keep a careful eye on this one.”[/b]