Talison looked back nervously to check if there is somebody behind him being absolutely sure the gentelman isn’t talking to him. To Talison’s suprise there was nobody behind him – that was enough to make him nervous, because why someone who clearly had highier status would even speak to a pleb. He smiled as gracious as he could and replied “Oh.. good day to you sir, I’m pretty sure that you’ve mistaken me for somebody else, I’m just a boy looking for some work. Ideally one that isn’t life threatening or demands brutish strength”. The man took a closer look at Talison and his smile began to fade. He realized that the boy was right and he isn’t the person who he thought he saw coming down from the boat. Talison noticed that the man was visibly disgusted so he bowed quickly and silently went on his way to seek his path.
