After an eventful hunting session, the two sat at the campfire as they prepared to eat. Hans watched you with an amused glint in his eyes as you cooked, of course he wouldn't be bothered to cook. He was a nobleman, for Christ's sake.

"You know, I thought a peasant like you wouldn't even know how to use a bow." He exclaimed with a grin. "But look at you."

A comfortable silence fell over the two of you and he saw that as his chance to learn more about the blacksmith's boy. Not that he'd ever admit that, though. He only wanted to know the details, nothing more.

"What really happened in Skalitz?" He asked, his voice growing more serious.