Guilty As Charged

Crucible was a bit surprised to hear that Faite had actually been looking for him. His brows lifted a bit show show his surprise. She seemed happy so he supposed it wasn't anything bad or that he was in more trouble. "Is tha' right?" He eased himself down onto his haunches. His face remained neutral to hide the ache that came from the movement in his knees and hips. If there was one thing that was more true about him than his general lack of expression it was the fact that he hated having anyone feel sorry for him. The only thing he hated more than that was asking for help. He certainly didn't want to concern Faite with the aches and pains of an old man.

"What'd ya need, miss?" he asked curiously, giving her a small smile. She must have had something in particular she needed from him or wanted to talk about if she was seeking him out. He couldn't imagine that she would take time out of her day just to chit chat. She must be incredibly busy after all. He wouldn't have bothered her this morning if he didn't feel like he really had to for that exact reason.

"SPEAK"