Kable smiled again as Niro spoke of as he spoke of his skills, in a good light. The silver prince himself had never really counted his artsy side as skillful. To him skills were hunting, fighting and leading, all of which he found himself incapable of. Completely. A guy, once when he was travelling, a tried to train him to spar, but as Kable had been quite jumpy the activity had been retired in favour of a gentle conversation.
He followed Niro onwards towards the hotel, muttering a simple Yeah in reply to finding his mother. He'd search around later, once he'd gotten settled. He didn't suppose the hotel would become his home, not if his mother had anything to say about it. He'd probably find somewhere in Lunenberg, close to home. But not quite home, no, he was old enough to make his own way.
He followed into the hotel, finally he was home and welcomed back into the ranks. He didn't see himself leaving anytime soon, or ever in fact. He'd get a co-rank too, later on when he'd gotten a sufficient enough rank within the court. He was in no rush, no rush at all.
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