He takes in the information that Ango does, though not with the same level of detail nor ability to make connections. He has been out of touch with Westerlyn things for too long, so the only things he relies on are his instinct and the ability to outmaneuver normal humans in fights - battle reflexes for someone out of their element, as it were. It's enough to get them this far, so it should not fail this early.
So he nods, knocking once on the door (softly enough to pass it off as just fumbling for the knob) before pushing it open.
It's a small sort of establishment, filled with a motley crew of farmers nursing drinks or smokes, and naturally the eyes all fall onto them.
Julius looks around, steps in with a sort of shuffle to make way for Ango, returns the scrutiny with the best imitation of a fellow he can.
very
He takes in the information that Ango does, though not with the same level of detail nor ability to make connections. He has been out of touch with Westerlyn things for too long, so the only things he relies on are his instinct and the ability to outmaneuver normal humans in fights - battle reflexes for someone out of their element, as it were. It's enough to get them this far, so it should not fail this early.
So he nods, knocking once on the door (softly enough to pass it off as just fumbling for the knob) before pushing it open.
It's a small sort of establishment, filled with a motley crew of farmers nursing drinks or smokes, and naturally the eyes all fall onto them.
Julius looks around, steps in with a sort of shuffle to make way for Ango, returns the scrutiny with the best imitation of a fellow he can.
What now? ]