"Indeed," Clove murmured. His brow furrowed, momentarily, and he unfolded his hands to lay them flat on the table before them. He tapped the table twice, and tilted his head to the side. "If I fit your qualifications, Master Mujuuk, then before we get into the matter of details I would much like to air my concerns over my own part in this. You see, I do believe I am uniquely suited to sussing out the information you seek, but I fear getting the information to you will be. . .problematic. I am unsure whether or not you seek the company of male. . .companions, but even if you do, if you were to become a frequent customer there might be issues to arise, especially given the nature of my task. And if I was to be seen meeting you with any frequency outside of my business. . ." He shrugged one of his shoulders. It was a graceful gesture.
"In that vein, I have an investment I believe could benefit the both of us and act as a courier between us. She has my utmost trust; I have been grooming her with just this purpose in mind. If it suits you, I have brought her here with the intent to introduce you."
Clove leaned back slightly, his face and tone of voice both calm, betrayed only by the nervous odor in his sweat.
"In that vein, I have an investment I believe could benefit the both of us and act as a courier between us. She has my utmost trust; I have been grooming her with just this purpose in mind. If it suits you, I have brought her here with the intent to introduce you."
Clove leaned back slightly, his face and tone of voice both calm, betrayed only by the nervous odor in his sweat.
