Although Gregarie's face couldn't express emotion, as his stone limbs moved, he seemed depressed by Rose's answer. "It is alright. As long as I have my rod I will be content. I just wish to understand why no one seems to know of Glakgar... after the help that man Joe, I was able to fish in the city's ports without the townspeople fearing me for my appearance..." Gregarie said, taking a long piece of rapped cloth from his back, even with Gregarie's large hands, he seemed to cradle the item inside more delicately than a new born.