"We'll be seeing you shortly, then."
The lift stopped.Â
"Hawker's Alley, merchants' strip due west, follow the rich-as-shite Seeker," Bartolomeo whispered as the doors opened. "Be slow about it; I need to check for tails."
He let his head drop, drew his hood further forward and down, crossed his arms, hid each hand in the other's sleeve, and walked out the lift ahead of Bolvi, past the attending Yellowjacket at a brisk pace, robe billowing as he left his companion behind.
A moment later, he was gone, lost amidst the populace.
The lift stopped.Â
"Hawker's Alley, merchants' strip due west, follow the rich-as-shite Seeker," Bartolomeo whispered as the doors opened. "Be slow about it; I need to check for tails."
He let his head drop, drew his hood further forward and down, crossed his arms, hid each hand in the other's sleeve, and walked out the lift ahead of Bolvi, past the attending Yellowjacket at a brisk pace, robe billowing as he left his companion behind.
A moment later, he was gone, lost amidst the populace.