The woman nodded. "Of course. If you need anything else, feel free to come back." She went back to her work.
Evander's eyes tightened, and he looked away. "Nothing important." He replied calmly. "Come. Where were you planning on going?" He asked, walking to the door and hoping she wouldn't asks again. If she asks again…I do not know what to tell her.
"Well, since my training was cut short, I'm not entirely sure. I was told the weapons part of your armory was quite the sight though." Khione said, noting the tightening around his eyes. Arching a pale brow, she turned to face forward as she walked next to him. "Checking on our horses first might be a good idea, however. Ares and Cass get a bit antsy when they don't see a familiar face. Are you sure the nightmares are really nothing? I've found that tends to be quite the opposite."
Evander dipped his head in a nod. "Stables, then armory." He replied. He didn't look at her as he walked, hands at his sides. "Then let me rephrase: they aren't your business." He said. "I do not mean to be rude, but you do not need to know anything about them. You shouldn't even have known about them in the first place."
Khione hummed thoughtfully, eyeing him out of the corner of her eye. Instead of letting her arms hang, she lifted them to pull her hair out of the high ponytail it had been in. She ran her fingers through the oddly colored locks, shaking them out as she spoke. "Right. And is there a specific reason I shouldn't have known about them, or is that none of my business either?" She asked, tying her hair back up and crossing her arms. The movements drew attention to the tattoos on her arm, the scythe having been visible while she was re-tying her hair.
"You aren't from my court. The strengths and weaknesses of me isn't any of your business, as I am not your king, and there is always a chance you would use such information against me." Evander replied, not looking at her as he walked, hands clasped behind his back.