To the question from Claude, Nanaue simply nods in affirmation, seemingly oblivious to the confusion. In fact, he starts to jog in order to close the gap between him and them.

The carriage horses flick their eyes back toward the sound of his lumbering steps, snorting nervously. One of the Lunae escorting them does a double-take, eyes widening at the approaching manshark. The other, perhaps having seen Nanaue selling his 'wares' in Oleuni Square before, just sighs.

"Where go, friends?" he asks, waving as he slows down.

Somewhere exciting?