His walk was slow and steady, taking in all that was around him. Even so, there was something nervous about rejoining the knights, if they had known all he had done.
Either way it was a good time to take it easy and gather himself. He kept a sharp eye out for a place for tea. He stopped in the middle of the street and rubbed the back of his neck. "huh...can't seem to remember." He peeked around corners and streets as he passed by. He leaned backwards as he passed by shops to steal a quick glance. only to shake his head. "nope not that one." There was once a favorite tea shop of his but he struggled to find it. That was until he came to a small tea store. A sign swung in the wind, hanging from a post that extended from the building. The windows were boarded up and the doors were chained shut. The tea pot in his hand hung limp in his fingers.
His hand pressed against the door "So...closed then,"he said with a smile even in the brief sadness at having lost a place he came to often. But it was the cycle of life and he could only hope the family was doing well. It was a change just as he had changed.
A small breeze rustled his hair and washed over his hand as he pulled it away from the door. "Well," he shielded his eyes from the sun and gazed outward with a lopsided smile and a sigh. "Where am I gonna go now?" He gripped the small tea pot he was going to use to make some fresh tea that would now go empty. He tossed it up once in the air ready to catch it as it came back down.