The only thing out of the ordinary Koh would see is that Cersei was fully geared and that the calm look on her face seemed strained. She made a motion to signal him to calm down. "It's alright, Koh. Nothing that drastic has happened. Not yet at least. I'm out temporarily thanks to the council." She sat down and rested her elbows on the table. "Look, the bottom line is that the council has a mission for me, something that they only trust me and my friends to do. If I'm successful, then my sentence is mitigated a little. Jail time, time cabinet, geas, whatever. It won't be as long as it would have been. If I'm unsuccessful, then Fallmorik gets what he wants, me dead. I came to you first, since I know you'll be able to help me." Her look softened slightly, her eyes had a look of hope that Koh would say yes. "So, will you, even though it means we have to leave Tarak?"