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She shot him and evil glare and rolled over. "I don't trust your promises..." She mumbled, feigning sleep as well. She had too much on her mind to sleep. The traveling, the bandits, her next source of income, and her family. Her family was something that never left her mind, and was always pulling at the edge of her consciousness. Her brother, her mother, her father...even her old nanny. She traced the outline of a worn patch on the hem of her kimono.

If her mother was here, a patch wouldn't be visible; the fabric would look new. The silk embroidered patterns wouldn't be pulling loose and strands of silk wouldn't be hanging off the edges of her sleeves. Then again, if her mother was here, she would have a fit, seeing her beautiful daughter with 'potential' wearing a worn out kimono with no makeup on, clutching a Halberd (Gasp, a Weapon, how un-feminine!) at her side.

Only moments before Chochmah had looked at the moon, and then almost as Kazuma spoke, Chochmah dropped him off his shoulder. Letting him fall onto his back. "Get up and follow, hurry or you'll be forced." Chochmah continued to walk forward, Their destination in view, and an inn would soon be found. Chochmah was a strange character indeed. His perception of the future was impecible, and his knowledge of how to read it even more precise. He was a danger not only to his enemies, but to any 'allies' he may have. Intentions weren't unhidden, and desires were always noticed. A man who read it all, as dangerous as the most skilled samurai or shinobi...

Hakkyou crouched there as the morning would slowly overcome them all. That wasn't now though, there were still a few hours till the day won over the night. And he could get some 'rest' till then. His mind was thinking about this whole thing, Chochmah, a man named Kashi, and the ten reforming. It was almost...destiny, or something of that nature. A bit scary for a man who lived his life with the belief that there was no such thing. Scary indeed...

Chochmah looked back at the man for a bit and then back forward. He knew what he would say, but was hoping the man would have enough sense not to ask. "You call yourself a master of Iaijutsu and yet can't handle a mouse without your 'sacred' blade. I have no clue how you became one of the ten. In any case there is a sword already waiting at the inn where we will be staying. You should already be able to guess that if I'm involved in your future I'm going to provide for things I destroy."

This was in fact true according to the past. He always, if involved with any of the ten, or an ally, provided for things he ruined, or altered. He did this before even ruining the item. His skill was more useful than a simple 'seer.' He used it a great deal of the time, and so made himself something much more than human...

Chochmah simply let the man speak. It wasn't his problem to deal with. The man would learn from Kashi...that he would listen, or quickly learn that there was a fate far worse than death. Chochmah would follow the path set down already. He knew where he was going, but he couldn't see one thing...it was somehow a mystery to his eye. So strange for him to not know something. He didn't have to worry about it yet though. There was plenty of time before that would occur...

Chochmah, didn't like to be tested, but he would show something more this time as he had of course, already seen this coming. "No matter what I say you'll throw it, so here are your answers. The first is three, the second is eleven, the third is four split by two and two. Then the fourth will be five and the sixth is snake eyes. Go ahead and roll...and prove me right with your face making, and your thoughts. Keep in mind sight of the future is a powerful and shouldn't be tested when you know it's real." He continued to walk foward, not even looking back to see if he was correct. He knew things that Kazuma didn't know. That was why he brought him. There was a deeper reasoin than that he happened to be one of the ten. A far deeper reason...

Nobara listened to the two men's discussion... a very pointless discussion, because Kazuma wouldn't be able to irritate Chochmah however hard he tried and Chochmah was rather boring to have a discussion with since he already knew what you were going to say.

"I still don't understand why we would want to align ourselves with someone stronger than us... I mean if we've been wanting to fight against someone stronger than us our whole life, wouldn't we now want to fight this Kashi? I mean wouldn't that be what we've been striving for our whole life... to die while fighting someone stronger than us? Or is this aligning ourselves with him just an excuse to get closer to him, to maybe find a way to beat him... so that we can remain the strongest?"

Kazuma heard Chochmah's 'order', but did little to acknowledge it, other than moving on upstairs towards the room. He'd lost his patience, and there was little dealing with Chochmah now. A part of Kazuma wanted the killing to start..at least he had something to focus on then..but..no. Can't think like that. The only thing he could focus on was surviving long enough to get back to Miu. Kazuma just had this..feeling. Like things were gonna go bad. Maybe it was just a part of his humanity? It was so confusing..By the time his pondering had stopped, he'd reached the room. Opening the door, he stepped inside.