"I assure you, all necessary preparations have been made." The young man appears to have taken pains to extract himself from Gridania's central clumps of travelers and passersby, but he can still be seen, coolly speaking into a linkpearl - his posture straight and formal. "Sir's concern is quite kind, though I urge you accept my word that it is wholly unnecessary."
He listens a couple moments longer, a placid politeness still visible in his expression, then gives a brief laugh - curt and clipped. "Well, if they do, sir, you may also rest assured that I will be fully prepared for them. My years in the young master's employ, you may recall, did not leave me completely incapable of defending myself - nor, I should think, of providing. I only apologize that, for both our sakes, I will not divulge my current location."
Another pause, then a patient sigh. "Master Iosaphonn, I humbly advise you to erase whatever records you may have of our contact. I am sure you have no illusions of what measures my pursuers might take, should they discover our correspondence - and moreover, I am beginning to believe you are incapable of speaking to me without fussing. I am afraid I cannot be dissuaded. The young master deserved -" He hesitates, face freezing for the slightest of moments. "- deserves justice, and as long as that is the one thing I can yet provide him, I will seek it out. Regardless of how long it takes, or what it may require of me." His expression has grown hard. "I am the young master's second in all things. As long as I yet retain duties to perform, young sir, I will perform them."
He listens for a long moment more, face shifting gradually from a cold determination to a tired softness. "I understand. Sir's support is... most appreciated." He hesitates, then finally smiles, exhaling in an almost involuntary half-chuckle. "...Do take care of yourself, Rhei." There's a couple seconds' pause, and he quietly cuts the connection... quickly turning, eyes sharp as he casts around for listeners before making his way out into the green.
He listens a couple moments longer, a placid politeness still visible in his expression, then gives a brief laugh - curt and clipped. "Well, if they do, sir, you may also rest assured that I will be fully prepared for them. My years in the young master's employ, you may recall, did not leave me completely incapable of defending myself - nor, I should think, of providing. I only apologize that, for both our sakes, I will not divulge my current location."
Another pause, then a patient sigh. "Master Iosaphonn, I humbly advise you to erase whatever records you may have of our contact. I am sure you have no illusions of what measures my pursuers might take, should they discover our correspondence - and moreover, I am beginning to believe you are incapable of speaking to me without fussing. I am afraid I cannot be dissuaded. The young master deserved -" He hesitates, face freezing for the slightest of moments. "- deserves justice, and as long as that is the one thing I can yet provide him, I will seek it out. Regardless of how long it takes, or what it may require of me." His expression has grown hard. "I am the young master's second in all things. As long as I yet retain duties to perform, young sir, I will perform them."
He listens for a long moment more, face shifting gradually from a cold determination to a tired softness. "I understand. Sir's support is... most appreciated." He hesitates, then finally smiles, exhaling in an almost involuntary half-chuckle. "...Do take care of yourself, Rhei." There's a couple seconds' pause, and he quietly cuts the connection... quickly turning, eyes sharp as he casts around for listeners before making his way out into the green.
