Kazas had been sitting in the back of the train for a while now. He had reiceived Celestia's letter a week ago and he was kind of tired from his trip. he decided that, since he went unnoticed, he would observe the diffrent Mercs here. Dirge contemplated ' hmmmmm...,, that jester of death seems to love destruction a little too much.... I don't feel as though I can be safe around him. Better keep an eye out... But, seriously, what the hell. Nobody needs that much armor! Maybe it has a weak point...' He turned his eye to vaas. 'he looks.... Not mentally healthy.... he's the main one I should be worried about... he seems like he has an ulterior motive for being here.' Kazas then glanced at Diego. ' he seems.... Sad. maybe later I can have a conversation with him. See how he really is. He looks like he really needs a friend.' Kazas took a moment to glance at his sheathed sword..." My father's sword, Burning fury.... I hope I can make father proud once again. And mother too" Kazas mumbled. He then smiled and opened his favorite book, his sword sitting on his lap.