Naoh'to listened intently as the other man let his concerns be known, nodding slightly on occasion to show that he was getting all of the information loud and clear. He did have a good point; Â No one would've expected him to be frequenting the bed of a male prostitute, and so either way there would be suspicions arising. Or there would be rumors started. While he did on very rare occasion entertain the thought of sharing other men's beds, that was something that he'd rather not be circulating about the Lominsan rumor mill.
"A courier.." He repeated the words aloud, mulling them over. He wasn't quite sure how he felt about it, dragging another person in on the operation. A woman, no less. He had a great deal of trouble trusting them in situations of any significant capacity. But yet again, he couldn't argue with the man's logic. He nodded again, eyes moving from Clove to passively look around as if trying to find the one he spoke of. "Very well. Call her over."
"A courier.." He repeated the words aloud, mulling them over. He wasn't quite sure how he felt about it, dragging another person in on the operation. A woman, no less. He had a great deal of trouble trusting them in situations of any significant capacity. But yet again, he couldn't argue with the man's logic. He nodded again, eyes moving from Clove to passively look around as if trying to find the one he spoke of. "Very well. Call her over."
