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As far as following and stalking Chaos agents, Paris wasn't the best or even close to being effective. At best, he was slightly compitent enough to not get himself killed, but beyond that he was a bit of a dim light in a dark room. Not a fighter, bad at confrontation, and a terrible negotiator. His only skill? Somehow avoiding getting killed. He was lucky in now that the skull he carried with him might hurt but he was also unlucky in how it'x toxic gas hurt him as well. All in all, paris was not some amazing knight on his way up.

Still, he tried.

He'd been following the blib of chaos a short while before he was certain it wasn't a monster and maybe, they were not powerful enough to just kill him outright. Running to catch up, he turned a corner and held the skull out, trying to be threatening.
"S-s-s-stop right there." It was a woman oh man he was going to have to fight a lady.
"You- you need to leave. I won't let you just go around stealing energy." His arm shook.
"And stuff!"

She had a point. She technically hadn't been doing anything bad or wrong. She was just walking and Paris wilted a bit when he saw her face. She was just as scared and as nervous as he was. God help him, he'd become his own worst enemy.

Paris had become the bully now.

"I- I-I-' He looked around thinking he really shouldn't have tried, he should have just gone, it was a mistake to attack. Besides, negaverse agents were just darker versions of knights right? They were supposed to be the same but a bit different.

"Sorry!" He yelped, bowing his head and walking towards the woman, slightly ashamed.

"I'm just supposed to um. Protect the city. From uh-"

He sighed.
"From chaos people." 'Like you' hung in the air, unspoken.

Paris was a pretty easy read usually. He might snap when cornered, but typically he just avoided or ran off.

So when Stellerite made herself look harmless? Paris took the bait- hook, line, and sinker.

"I-I-" He blushed, ashamed and embarassed, "-I guess. But um uh-" He was a dead ringer for 'chump' and 'too stupid for his own good'.
"-What's he look like? Your brother? I mean, I'm not supposed to help you but I guess I can. I'm supposed to help people anyway."

Shying away from the older woman, Paris reluctantly held a hand out, skull held tightly in the other.
"Paris. I'm a squire right now but-" He tried to stand a little taller, a little bit more proud.
"I'm going to be a knight one of these days. So i'm trying hard to not... be to critical... of chaos. the code said we're balancers. Doesn't seem anything balanced really." Hand remained hanging in the air.

"And you miss?"

Maybe the code had been right. Maybe they were not so bad. A sort of needed counter? Besides, this woman seemed alright. Better than others. Then again he wasn't trying to fight as much as he had recently.

"The code?" Didn't they- oh right. They'd taken the code back from them. "It's sort of like a guide. It knows about us and our purpose. Kind of like a self help book? Hrm. Its just like a google for knights. Siri but with a better voice." He wasn't a fan of Siri's automated voice, sue him.

"But yes. Um. Where was the last place your saw him? How old is he? Look like? My magic is um... not useful in this case but I'm good at covering ground!" Mostly as he'd perfected running away. Things to not mention to people you're trying to impress. He didn't think how it could be a trap, just that she needed help and he could offer it.

He blinked at her. She... would want to go to his wonder? He didn't think she would if he told her just how bad his wonder was. The sudden arm link had him jumping back, red in the fact at the sudden physical contact and stammering.
"No-no- I mean yes I can but.... My wonder is a catacomb. It's weird and full of dead people. And things. Well, everything is dead there. Except me I guess. And plants." But those were always near dying or decaying.

It was just not a fun place.

"But let's look for your brother! I'm sure he can't be far off. What is his name?" Paris Shyly looked around.
"...My wonder and the code there are better left alone, your brother is more important."

He was young, we was impressionable, and worst of all? He was shy and awkward and just wanting to do his best. "Uh, well. Okay." He hoped she wouldn't be disappointed. Catacombs were not the most exciting thing after all.

"Just... please don't run off when we get there. It's creepy and all but the poison gas is still locked into some chambers and I'd rather not have..more..bodies to take care of......"

Highing heavily, he focused on his wonder-

And then they left.