As the Loidite Prince spoke to him, Martinez stopped in his tracks. His head trned slowly to stare back at Tansen. The tension was still apparent in his body, not a single part of the man was relaxed and calm. His frame was obviously tense, his shoulders were hunched up more than normal. His brow furrowed, eyes narrowed. It was a good four seconds before his expression softened before Tansen, the corner of his mouth tugging up into the smallest of smiles, his shoulders dropping just a little, his brow relaxing, his eyes opening back up.<br/><br/>"A moment, Prince. Meet me at my chambers in a half hour."