Nero shakes his head and says,
"No, I don't. I apologize for even suggesting something like that."
In his mind, he can't help but think how naive he was to expect to receive something as crucial and important as sorcerous knowledge.
Suddenly, the tension surrounding Arthur dissipates like it was never there in the first place,
"Sorcery is a gift from the gods, Nero. It is my personal belief that it should be shared amongst the masses, damn the church's beliefs!"
Nero chuckles nervously as he glances in the direction of the supervising sergeant. Seeing the man still staring emptily into space with a bored expression on his face, he breathes a sigh of relief.
Arthur continues, placing his hands on Nero's shoulder,
"Listen here, my good friend Nero..."
'We are friends now? It's all moving s quick.' Nero tries his best not to roll his eyes.
A strange grin suddenly appears on Arthur's face,
"An because we are friends, I believe no one wants to take advantage of the other."
