[Wriothesley is headed towards the water and he almost keeps going if not for the fact that there's no one else in ear shot. Her words were obviously directed towards him. He turns to look at her before folding his arms over his chest. Unfortunately, Wriothesley isn't really one to take orders from a stranger.]
Hm? Sorry, I don't have a queen I take orders from. You'll have to try a different line.
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Hm? Sorry, I don't have a queen I take orders from. You'll have to try a different line.