Roland turns to the man and blinks twice before he realizes he's seen him around the train, mostly training on some days when he manages to get time to practice his own target shooting. He falls into place with 47 easily, walking and talking as he waves to the small family of two sat near the school.

He keeps his eyes forward. "Nothing too interesting, but they did ask for a favor and are willing to pay us back in some way." Roland's direction is headed straight outside. But he knows 47 will still follow; he gives off that aura. "Their sheep need to be herded back into their pens inside the city. But given how they can't exactly defend against any potential threats outside the walls, they've been too scared to go out. Couldn't say no to a request like that, so here we are."

He pauses here, arms crossed and glancing at the gates just a few feet away from them. "Want in? It's easy coin as far as I can tell."