"Mark... Kane." Mark answered.
Cheryl looked at Mark, her expression bland. "What route are you working?"
She could feel his Ashe, and knew he was a warrior. However, she had to be sure. This was a test interrogation to make sure he was fully under control.
Some people had charms that could help them against these sort of practices.
"I am a warrior." Mark answered the same blank look on his face.
Cheryl nodded then turned to Bol, a smile on her face, her usual giggle popping up.
"Hey, Hey, what should we make him do?" she asked, a devious plan forming in her head.
Bol shook his head. "Nothing, He might be useful later." He turned to look at Mark, considering what type of questions he might ask.
"Mark what are you doing late at night here?" Bol asked.
"I came to sleep." Mark answered.
Sleep? why would someone like you, who does not look poor one bit sleep here. smells fishy.
"What else?" He asked.
