47 was dressed in the train's offered wardrobe for blending in and despite the fact that he was from a modern world he looked natural in the medieval Earth looking clothes. Because of the nature of the world, he had brought along the sword he'd previously acquired and wore it openly much as Roland--though unlike Roland he kept his pistol tucked out of sight in its holster under his coat. He hadn't been certain it would fit in and besides the hidden holster was more familiar and beneficial to him. He never liked to show all of his cards at once.

The assassin was roaming the town for a bit before recruitment, much as anyone else since this was where the train had dropped them off. It must have been for a reason. This central city could hold supplies and Intel that would prove useful to them. So he was scoping it out.

He ran into Roland sometime around one of Roland's attempts to find a job. He listened--were he someone else there would have been a hint of amusement at Roland's charismatic verbiage--but he wasn't, he was just an emotionless killer. When Roland was finished with one of his conversations with a local 47 asked.

"Find anything?" Useful, preferably. Implied, so he hoped. He may have heard the conversation but he'd let Roland give his opinion on the matter. Or maybe share something other that may have been more useful that he had discovered earlier.