"Squeaks. Fuzzy." the helm of the armored figure regarded each of them in turn.
Such odd names. Numerical designations would be more efficient, but less personal. Oh well. Such is the life he chose. "So that we are not surprised in combat by what you cannot do, or found wanting after a disaster for knowing what you could have done had we asked you..." Rabbit paused, "The both of you live in a very dangerous world. What are your potentials, as far as defending yourself or warding off attackers?"
He paused, "Have you ever been attacked by a monster or a pirate before? How did you handle the event? Was it fatal to the attacker?" Rabbit's questions weren't just random curiosity. He was testing these two to see if they had what it took to take an order, or to kill an enemy. These were questions he would have asked Pha and Jeremy, were their introductions not actually on the field of battle.
"Also, I feel the need to mention that your performance and teamwork with us will not affect the overarching situation concerning payment for services rendered by Squeaks' people in regards to herding your swarm creatures, Fuzzy. That matter will be dealt with once we deal with the more important issue of this temple's source of corruption. We, or at the least I, will listen to both sides to aid in arbitration. Solving this simply takes precedence over your mercantile dispute." Imagine him, handling disputes. What was next, judicial service? Judge Rabbit. What a joke that image was.
