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[ The feed turns on at an odd angle--the wearable is clearly being held low, away from the one holding it--with the camera is pointed up sharply. The view is dominated by an almost ridiculously broad, gray chest, chains, and a high, heavy looking collar; above that the top half of an odd mask and the horn stubs rising from behind it can just be
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But those weren't his rules now. He was not of the Qun, no matter how the habits clung and itched at the back of his mind whether he wanted them to or not.
Movement to the side, and the sudden awareness that he'd been caught using the device, intensified the feelings of guilt. He doesn't make any attempt to hide what he has been doing--there's no point--but he drops his hand down to the side and turns his attention to Basvaarad. ]
Searching.
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Besides that, searching out targets was one of his favorite functions.]
Oh? [Rinzler couldn't do snide the same way CLU could. But it was there all the same.] What are you searching for, Saarebas?
[He could have easily looked on his device. But the command was that much more satisfactory when he knew the other could not disobey and it served its purpose in reminding the creature who was in charge.]
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Human. Male. The Champion.
[ Some part of him is almost hopeful that Basvaarad will recognize the description, or at least know of Kirkwall's champion. The rest of him is far more realistic and has, by this point, acknowledged that this is not Kirkwall, nor any surrounding principality. ]
He was. [ More offered information, although this time Ketojan hesitates mid-sentence. This is... almost uncomfortable to admit, for reasons he can't quite determine. ] Basvaarad.
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The bond between program and its User briefly flashed across his CPU before he snuffed the process out hastily.
Ignoring that, Rinzler stared at the saarebas for a silent moment in calculation of how to proceed. He could think of a few ways to continue but some he figured the creature wouldn't be able to parse and others he knew would lead to nowhere useful. And yet still others showed too much compassion and he had to stop a process of why is that a weakness before he decided there might be an answer that he knew from an old data file ( ... )
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It is a family name--it is not unthinkable that there could be others on the station who share it. Still, it fuels his hope even while he acknowledges that Basvaarad has not encountered the specific Hawke Ketojan seeks. ]
Where?
[ He can't help but ask, but as soon as the question leaves his throat he clamps his jaw shut, suddenly horrified.
It is not his place to ask.
Ketojan immediately averts his gaze to the floor, afraid to even growl apologetically. If it was necessary Basvaarad would tell him, otherwise it did not matter. He had overstepped his bounds enough as it is without outright questioning the basra. ]
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Unknown, but easy to track.
[He pushes off from his leaning spot and stands up straight, posture everything a threat should look like.]
Not your Basvaarad. Not of any concern to you, Saarebas.
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But in the meantime it's alright. Even if Hawke doesn't come (but he will, he always has, to doubt is to do him a disservice), Ketojan has a basvaarad to follow.
Some of the tension leaves his shoulders, and he rumbles a vague acknowledgment. ]
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Don't do that again. [He snaps, and then he leaves the room before the beast can ask for any clarification. Let it figure it out for itself--if it can. And if it can't, so much the better as far as Rinzler is concerned.]
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Given how slow he is to decide things on his own, it's safe to say he won't be moving for quite some time. ]
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