A sigh escaped under Alistair's breath as Helena explained what she meant, the Hunter taking it all in at the same time. So that was it then? In the surface it might not seem like a major issue, but he could understand where she was coming from. At the very least it seemed like it was an important issue for her, and he wasn't going to be so cruel as to mock her for it.<br/><br/>"I see. Well, thank you regardless. I doubt my single story will make a difference, but I'm not going to feel bad about it if someone appreciates it. I'll admit my own understanding of the politics here is still somewhat limited." He would not talk himself up, but merely be frank about who he was and what he could do.<br/><br/>He grabbed the cup in front of himself then, taking a sip from his drink before going on, flashing her a smile at the same time. "Actually, this wasn't my first idea for an occupation. But, well, when the nobility get angry at you you tend to find your employment options somewhat limited. That's what happened to my previous job as a fighter for the Crown."<br/><br/>A chuckle escaped then as he shrugged, glancing towards the front door before looking back to Helena. "Still, it brought me here so I guess I'm just making the best of it. Not sure if it matters in your story, but I suppose it helped." That would be punctuated from another sip of his drink, even as he waited to see how she would react to that.