'Ja, ja!' Amaury agree, getting a sense he was welcome to slope back into his mildly riddled speech as Saul seemed to understand more of his South African slang ridden speech. 'Was thinkin' a' stayin' out on our own. But we ent no hunt'as... Weren't really taught dat an' all...' he admitted freely, running a hand up the back of his neck casually. Luuk shifted his weight behind him, but said nothing, only nodding in agreement to his brother's words. 'Family biz was food, so da werker's hunted and we took some of the kill an' sold da rest. Neva went 'ungry at least, e?' Amaury shook his head in quiet chuckles, blue eyes flicking up to Saul.
'Jordheim?' Amaury repeated, 'Dat where all da people live, ja?' He wasn't shy and in his mind it was better to live at the centre of the pack. The hub of the membership. And so if that was the main housing estate of sorts, that's where Amaury would reside. Luuk would have probably wanted something more secluded, but he didn't speak up so Amaury continued. 'Yeah. Fink we'll settle down there then' he smiled.
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