Arven chuckled at this. "I'll take that option", he agreed jokingly with the latter idea; though Arven was less a piece of precious cargo and more inclined to play the role of the bandit.

The unlikely pair continued with this line of light-hearted banter, lit only by the streetlight, until their surroundings grew quiet enough to part ways and join the sleepy silence of the night.

Arven had no way of knowing that this encounter was a fateful one.

-fade out-