Despite his desire to prolong their current conversation, Xarces would agree that taking up the hospitality of house d'Lyrandar was in their best interest. Following along with the others Xarces' eyes would dart periodically between the harpy and Ryla, inspecting each in turn more thoroughly now that their initial introductions where out of the way. Of course he'd also look about his surroundings from time to time, get an idea as to where he may roam later that evening should their party decide to stay a while before moving on to their next destination.<br/><br/>When the conversation shifts to the meaning for their visit, the fate of Jhaemast Xarces would listen to what the others had to say. Trying his best to hold back a smirk as Ryla speaks of information brokers and their prices.<br/><br/>"Combing the library or records could certainly be a good place to start looking, for myself I'd prefer to head out onto the street and see what i may learn from the lifeblood of the city itself." As if given the option he'd spend his time seeing what he could discover from the townsfolk.<br/><br/>of course the most curious bit of information, also seemed to be the most sensitive, mainly being the mentioning of her father having traveled with him. "Is that so...small world eh... you ever meet the fellow himself...or know whereabouts he and your father may have traveled." he asks while casting an empathetic gaze upon her. "As far as our reasons for searching for him, well lets just say he knows something that could help us greatly." he says leaving things vague on purpose as after all he had no intention of spreading the word about the marks they'd inherited.