Blue smiled shyly, then got up and neatly patted the dust from his pants.
"Long time no see."
Paige Summers scratched her head. "Yeah, it has been. But why are you here today...?"
"Ah, Young Master Monroe told me to wait here for you. He said you were low on food and would probably be coming out in the next day or two." As he spoke, he brought in a large bag that was behind him. "This is all packaged food. Where should I put it?"
"Oh, uh, anywhere inside is fine."
'So he works for Marcus Monroe...'
Paige suddenly felt like laughing.
'Is this some kind of spy-versus-spy situation, or what? A single Hunting Party in the Lower District, and he's planted more than one informant... Is this how he keeps tabs on the Lower District at all times?!'
'Well, I can't be bothered with these power struggles.'
