Wanted 4 "I think we should camp here, it's getting dark." Florence nodded, they were walking for 5 hours but the sun was setting already. "Look Tex, you don't have to come with me. I'm on a long and painful journey." Shaun smiled, "I know, I know." He looked at Florence while opening his bags zipper, "By the way, I told you. I'm Shaun not Tex." Florence smiled, "Why don't you start using Tex as your name? It sounds cool." "Are you crazy? Tex sounds like I'm a dinosaur or something! I'm an adult, raised with eastern culture and so. It doesn't sound like me." Florence nodded in wonder. "Your surname was Rostwell, right? Was your father a foreigner?" Shaun stopped what he's been doing and stared at the ground for a while, like thinking how to respond. "Yes, my father Ryan Rostwell was not from here... He was a engineer from west, travelled to here and fell in love with my mom." Florence noticed his shivering voice. He wanted to change the subject. "So, who are you Tex? We've never introduced ourselves, have we?" Shaun nodded while unpacking his bag, "Well, you know my name and age... I'm a martial arts expert. I was working in army, raising new experts like me..." He looked at the bandage wrapped around his right hand. The bullet hole was still there, though it wasn't vital anymore. "Normally I can stop normal bullets with my bare hands but I didn't understand what happened yesterday." Florence nodded, he'd noticed that Shaun didn't get shot on purpose already. Florence looked at Shauns hand, he was wounded and doctor told him to never use his hand again for 2 or more years. "I'm sorry for your hand Tex. It must be really hard for a martial arts expert to lose one of his hands." Shaun shrughed his shoulders, "Well, it was my fault. I'm trying to see this as a difference in my new #life." He turned to Florence, "By the way, why are we going to Trandbury? It's an old village." Florence sat near Shaun. He knew that it was the time to tell him who is he. "Well, I think I should tell you who really sm first. I'm a archeologist who's searching for lost treasures of history. My parents were the 'Ghastlings couple' who are infamous for stealing historic texts and treasures." Shaun opened his shocked eyes. "Your parents were the Ghastlings couple? The thiefs stole and burned the Golden Papyrus?!" Florence smiled forcefully, "They were thieves yes, but they didn't mean to do any harm. They just knew the secret things about history and could discover what other archeologists couldn't... But no one believed in them so they had to stole and learn those things. I am a thief like them, I just want to learn about the past. I know the secrets like they do, that's why I know how to speak forgotten and complicated languages." "Wait, you're going to Trandbury to stole from the museum?!" Florence bit his lower lip, "Tex I promise I'll put it back! I'm not a real thief!" Shaun took a deep breath and stood up. He didn't know what to say to this kid. "Florence, the world is not very elegant like you think. Your #life is short, you shouldn't waste it like that." "Look whos talking!" Florence stood up in anger. "My #life is not short like everyone! I'm trying to tell you Tex, I'm immortal! I can't die, my body can not age either! I'm stuck in this eternal #life!" He lowered his head and took a deep breath, trying to hide his tears. "I'm sorry. I'm not used to living like this either, sorry for shouting at you." Shaun looked confused. "Okay... I didn't mean to hurt you kid." Smiled while sitting on the ground again, "Well, thief or not, we're together in this right now. You saved my #life so it belongs to you kid. I have nothight to do with it." Florence took a deep breath, his journey was getting more and more complicated. Shaun stood up again, "I'll prepare the tent for tonight... And after that, you're gonna tell me your whole story, okay kid?" Florence nodded in despair, "here we go..." He whispered to himself.