Joachim had gotten back onto his horse the necromancer had nothing else to say and seemed not to have understood his, Joachim's, interrogation, and disregard his advice as he continued his conversation now with Garak. As for the question he was addressed, on work ethics, he was not expected to reply such a rhetorical statement so he ignored it altogether. If by chance they would talk about something the likes again he would likely express his conviction and argue for a higher moral than that of the word and that it all was connected to what was best for everyone not to a contract, vocal or written.
Meanwhile Gerwin was busy observing both the halfling and the hunter shooting wildlife. She was a bit irritated by the fact that these people were shooting wildlife in the fashion they did. It seemed almost as if they did so more for sport than actually the need for food. For this was the truth if they needed food she would be able to produce it for all of them, also she was sure that if indeed they were hungry they would take care of the hunting at a more opportune moment than while they were riding. Speak of the man with the bow who had been slowing them down travelling on foot altogether. At least he was sensible enough to realise that and to travel on the cart from now on. Although it was at the least peculiar to see that he was the one rushing to carry on. Another thing that seemed to have off set here was the necromancer. It was just not right what he implied he did. Controling the dead after life, it was just not natural, besides it reminded her just a tad to much of the military and Adiari. That corrupted forest, the corrupted unlife.
It almost seemed as if the couple had to be on a opposite moods for now Joachim had grown a bit lighter, likely due to the joke before. He listened into the conversation between the necromancer and his Nemesis and almost had to smile to Garak's words. He had almost missed the other in his way of being. Which in itself surprised the Paladin, were he aware of such. In fact it had shown in many a situation that the assassin and paladin had traits in common more than ether were likely comfortable to admit, so here too Joachim cared little for those newcomers until they showed the worth of their company.
In a group like this the knight in armor cared little for the new arrival. The man on the raptor was an acquaintance and as such no more a stranger than those who he already was travelling with, so he tolerated him as much as any of them. Only time would bond or separate him and any of them, and only time would show how this happened if it happened at all.
Eventually he is approached by the gnome that had been rushing back and forth between the lot of them. On his part he had little the other might want, at least judging from the last few inquiries, but perhaps once Artax was present it would be another story. Unlike before he actually turned his head to the other, not a question of preference, but simply of mood. He even followed the others gesture to Garak and gave the other a meant friendly smile, he knew that it would annoy the other, but eventually he would get through to him. And it amused him even further. As he turns to the gnome for an answer however he grows more serious once more. "Garak, yes we met some time ago, when we last were at the orders headquarters ..." He contributed to the Khel's assertion, however when exactly it was, they where last at the orders headquarters, was uncertain even for Joachim. Much had happened. Perhaps it had been only a few days ago, a week, or a month, but for what it was worth it could have been five years. "I believe he is flesh and bone." Joachim says innocently "I wouldn't advice you to speak of people you barely know, far less to speak ill of them, even less when they are in range of sight and might very well overhear the conversation. I would advice even more so, when the person in question is Garak." Joachim pauses for a moment. He had been speaking his face facing forwards, wouldn't the assassin read his lips, and even at the front of the line with all the noise the horses where producing, it wasn't all impossible to listen into the conversation, besides the paladin wasn't whispering. But Joachim knew Garak and he had his fun having his privacy. "But don't take him lightly, it still isn't clear what happened to the rest of our group in Saerb." His face turned to Khel smiling indicating he had just jested.