A smirk touched his lips at her words to Brutus. He was wondering when that would happen. When Brutus looked at him he straightened his face and shrugged as he passed him by. There was no point him hiding his amusement completely. The guards didn’t move because they had basically been ordered to remain where they were.<br/><br/>He followed silently walking almost as straight as her but he did tend to slouch just a little. His eyes wondered over the halls taking in everything. He was mentally mapping out the place, an old habit that stayed with him no matter what. When she spoke he frowned. “What do you mean? There is nothing that I have seen so far that no other has.” The way she spoke made him wonder what exactly he was going to be doing here.<br/><br/>Did she want him to be her butler of sorts? He’d never really heard of a personal servant before this. Then again he’d never really stuck around long enough to get caught by anyone. This was the first time in his long career as a thief. At 24 he hadn’t been seen by anyone, caught by anyone, or implemented in any crime. He’d chosen a place that was just too much for him and he was kicking himself for it.