"Very well, Belatia." Valetni said, the look in his eye not at all matching his soft tone of voice. He coughed several times before continuing, "I cannot argue with the logic of your Vords, you Vin this round." Valetni calmly stood, leaving the bowl of oatmeal half eaten on the table. "Ve shall see who emerges the victor when next ve clash." He said simply, collecting his cane. "Vith your leave, Belatia." Valetni said as he gave the woman a mocking half bow.<br/><br/>He stumped his way over to Brother Zato. He had no qualms with doing what was, after all, his duty, but the way they went about it was what rankled him.<br/><br/>Valetni stopped, absentmindedly tapping his cane lightly against the floor as he thought. He cast a glance over his shoulder at the figure of the female hellguard. There had been only two people prior to this who had elicited such a strong, confrontational reaction from him, most recently the late Vernasus.<br/><br/>Valetni scratched his chin, feeling the results of several days gone by without shaving as he pondered the implications of his most recent revelation. Interesting to say the least. He would need some time to think on this matter. With that conclusion, he resumed his walk towards Zato, to discuss the details of the upcoming ceremony, the clicking of his cane announcing his presence to the blind monk, as distinct as the sound of his voice.