The names Butterwell shares are not foreign to Quinton - they were often the centerpieces of rumors and stories he heard about the encampment. However, they might have as well been the first time he was hearing them as the significance is lost on the young man. He did not know their politics. He did not know their personalities. Most, he could not even describe if asked. As such his face probably displayed a look of bewilderment when the knight spoke of Aegor and Shiera. "Yes, ser..." is about all Quinton is able to manage after the brief historical tidbit on the Great Bastards. Clearing his throat and looking a little unsure of himself, the boy briefly glances over at Ser Timon and Lord Roote as they talk between themselves, as if to see if he was needed or whether the conversation were running smoothly. Looking back to Ser Butterwell, Quinton nods his head and adds, "Thank you for sharing, ser... I never met him personally, but saw him a number of times speaking with his captains. Ser Hobbs thought I should be more concerned with my work and what he would do with me as opposed to Lord Rivers... Ser Ambrose spoke quite highly of him, but nothing about him."