Caer looked off to the side, out over the docks, at nothing in particular. He ran a hand through his long hair, and sighed.
"Heavy Handers, is it? Word is they've been stepping up their game, so to speak. This fits their increased ambition. If they don't know the goods are coming from me, that leaves more room to work. But if they do know, that'll make things harder."
Caer said. He looked down a bit, and said something in his worry that was meant to be to himself, though miqo'te hears could likely have picked it up.
"I just hope they don't know who the goods are going -to-..."
He shoved the uncertainty aside, andlooked back to Zhi. "You're sure?"
"Heavy Handers, is it? Word is they've been stepping up their game, so to speak. This fits their increased ambition. If they don't know the goods are coming from me, that leaves more room to work. But if they do know, that'll make things harder."
Caer said. He looked down a bit, and said something in his worry that was meant to be to himself, though miqo'te hears could likely have picked it up.
"I just hope they don't know who the goods are going -to-..."
He shoved the uncertainty aside, andlooked back to Zhi. "You're sure?"
Theodric Gray
