He held the cards, sneering at Hallow as he was corrected, lips curled with contempt. The Vulpix’s cute greeting, which would otherwise be thought of as sweet, he simply found irritating.
“My name is Zachary Austin, and I own this land. You’re a tresspasser on it.” He replied coldly.
But Hallow hit the nail on the head, for the man's eyes widened just a tad as hallow mentioned that something supernatural was what he wished to hear.
Perhaps the man was also impressed by how well Hallow held his own against him, but Zachary had seen him snivel and tear up, and he knew that out of the two of them, Hallow was the one that would other wise lose in any kind of fight.
“Come through here, and we’ll talk more about your little adventure.” Hallow sensed a threat, but it wasn't because the man sounded threatening. The other man didn’t look happy about how this encounter had gone, and once his boss lead Hallow to a plain dining room, he followed behind, placing his right hand lightly on Hallow's back.
Hallow looked back at him, feeling as if he had some kind of guardian angel in his court.
Zachary sat himself at head of the table,
Hallow left a space between himself and Zachary. The final of the trio, who may or may not have been on Hallow's side, sat opposite him.
Maids laid a few appetisers and cups of tea,
which Hallow gladly took to warm himself.
“You were right about the supernatural,” Zachary started,
Hallow noted the forced calm in the man's voice,
“You won’t find any treasure in that place, you can trust me. Only trouble, and by what you’ve told me, it seems like it’s going to keep following you until you’re finished.”
Hallow laughed lightly, "Trouble always seems to follow where ever I ago Sir,"
“Have you heard of Peggy’s Cove?," Zachary asked,
Hallow put his cup of tea down and started to pet Grace who was laying on his lap,
"I can't say I have, sir,"