He raise a brow at that, a small smile quirking at the corners of his lips, "well, here's hoping you aren't the one who will be doing the talking between the two of us. Unless of course we need to be seen as endearing."<br/><br/>He smirked, enjoying the little game as he took another drink, refilling his glass afterwards, "I never presumed to want to know your resume. If I wanted that, I would have asked Mercer for all his...faults, the very least he's fairly open with information with me and mine." He gave another cocky grin as he tipped the glass back once more, "and I'm honored that you would stay here with me, it would be rather awkward to have to explain that my orders weren't followed. I rather like this whole living thing and something construed as treachery would end that existence rather quickly."<br/><br/>He pulled out a pipe, tapping the top with his finger, lighting it, "and really, as good as I am, I'd like to get better as there is no way I could take on the whole of the Brotherhood if I wished too."<br/><br/>Not that he did, but while he was loyal to the family, he knew loyalties were fleeting things and ever changing. He leaned forward casually, "so, what's your take on all of this?"