Wesley nodded and walked closer before standing roughly a few meters away. He put his hands on his hips and watched them intently for any suspicious behavior. "Seashells? And what is someone like you doing out here anyway? You're alone in a place with not many French speakers?" This was strange and he wondered if this french boy was alone, maybe he was sent here to work at one of the houses and depending on his tasks, that was definitely an arrest-able offense.