Q'uila had been mining away in the area, trying to pick up some rare ore for a client of the Mining Guild, and was on her way to seek shelter from the midday sun when she spotted Nero a good handful of yalms away.
"I could ask the same of you, hero." Nero said, barely paying attention. But after a moment - he should try and be more polite - Nero grinned. "There's rumours of buried treasure nearby - and I aim to see if they're truly what I hope they are."
Q'uila's ears prick up, and her tail started to swish around her ankles at the mention of buried treasure. "Treasure you say?!" She hefts her pick-axe into its harness with a gleam in her eyes, "Would you be taking on helpers for your investigation?"
"It's as I said - there's treasure around here," Pausing for a moment to retrieve a scrap of paper from within him, Nero rolled his eyes. "Just need to find where it's marked. But your Eorzean maps are so savage."
Q'uila Sunrise, Sunseeker Drg WoL at your service
"Nero?! What are you doing here?!"
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Use, in this context, meaning that he'd be sitting back a little. Try and... balance his workload.
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"If it offends yer delicate sensibilities that much then hand it over, at least I can read maps."