"Well what kind of boy? Squire? Servant? Stable lad?" Redd stared at the kid, waiting for an acceptable answer.Alfric squinted and looked himself up and down.
"I think you got it right. I'm a boy."
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"Well what kind of boy? Squire? Servant? Stable lad?" Redd stared at the kid, waiting for an acceptable answer.Alfric squinted and looked himself up and down.
"I think you got it right. I'm a boy."
Redd's face twisted slightly in disgust. "Well then." He glanced around the room. "But that still doesn't answer my question.""The kind that needs some new clothes. Mine are all damp." He complained, still partially asleep.
"You could of said that at first," Redd scoffed. He turned to leave through the anonymous door. "Nice party, is it not," he said before he opened the door."I'm a guest. Just like you." He said at last, straightening himself up and squinting at Redd. He didn't recognise the mask, nor the voice. Why should this man care who he was?
As they stepped out into the hallway Alfric leant against the wall and turned to face Redd. "What were you doing back there anyway?"
Alfric rubbed the back of his neck and let out a long sigh. "Even so, I should be there."