The Sentinels but i know you too well

they were joined soon by a rangy gray man, and both of them seemed. . .stiff, suspicious. govinda wondered if his solitude, though brief, had dulled his normally sharp sense of manners, and he inhaled, scenting for border markings. he found none; he cast his gaze upon the newcomer, then back to the girl, not sure who this ford was that they referred to--

--feeling very much like the third wheel in a conversation he was not meant to overhear.

"have i intruded upon your home, or part of it? if so, i apologize," govinda said softly, lowering his head the barest amount. a small bow, the remainder of his courtly charm. "i am new to this part of the coast and am still getting my bearings." his eyes were gentle with apology, but there remained a question in them, all the same.