Warwick looked past the gentlemen and towards the bustling crowd behind him, taking in the sights before returning his attention back to the stranger.
"Just some schooling, if I can find it. Do you know where?.." he trailed off as he scanned the man's outfit. His face broke into a slight grimace as he grumbled something undecipherable, idly picking at his ratty cloak.
"Nevermind, I think I remember the way." He made a start to leave, but froze after a step, and barely turned to face the man again. "Thank you for your warm welcome, yes."
With that, Warwick adjusted his clothes, pulling his cloak tighter around himself, giving himself a quick pat down, and set off down into the market to join the mass of people.
