Zacharia looked to the other cloaked figure offering nothing but his stare for a moment before taking a seat on whatever was available. He would wait for their group to head offhand away from sight before he went out on his own. A group like that would attract attention and he would rather avoid fighting dozens of norscans. He opened his note book once again as he waited so he could brush up on the savages' language. Spying wouldn't do any good if he couldn't understand or speak to the mutated barbarians.