"Who knows? Im not keeping track, thats Nans depsetment."

'Well, I hope they're having...fun,' he said. 'At any rate, I'm sure it'll pan out for the better.'

:itll just be a sock if they dont kill je.selves." nicote snorted.

Aurlieus chuckled. 'If they do anything stupid like that, I can head down there and drag their butts back here.'

"If you can find hem."

He shrugged. 'If they get into trouble, there ought to be word around. That should make it easy enough. Even if it wasn't being spoken about, chances are that I could get someone to tell me.'

"Maybe. But knowing ghem, theyll get out of it in no time. Or theyll just keep moving."

'Eh. That's a good point. They can be...shifty. If they really want to, that is.' Aurlieus took out the food, balancing it in his arms in a small stack. 'Anyway. Where should the goods go?'

"TO Nanita in the pantry."

'Kay, then. See ya in a bit, I guess.' Aurlieus headed into the pantry, still holding the boxes. As he walked, his knife fell out of his pocket, open. He didn't notice.