"I cannot argue with that," the released Barathi grins at Diego's suggestion.  "Indeed, 'twould be most churlish to try!  Lead on, gentlemen, and I shall follow.  Be it ever so humble, I doubt your hospitality shall be as lacking as the Commandant's."<br/><br/>He keeps up with you on the way back to the ship easily enough, for all that his movements are a little stiff and hesitant at times--given the length of his presumed imprisonment, this is hardly a surprise.  On the way he casually asks after the string of events that led to your presence in his vicinity, but hastily retreats from pressing for any specific details.<br/><br/>"I do not mean to pry after particulars," he explains.  "Yet the twists and turns of Fortune and Fate are of interest, yes?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Which is to say, you may decide how much or how little you tell him without having to recap the whole thread.   ;D</div></div><br/>Finally, though, you reach the docks where you are met at the gangplank by the Admiral.<br/><br/>"And here you are at last.  Who is this?"<br/><br/>The Barathian sketches a bow.<br/><br/>"Carlo Spideri, a late guest of the Commandant and at your service and disposal.  I am grateful to these two for their aid and would repay it, an' it discomfort a certain Markiz Lupini of Barathia."<br/><br/>The Admiral looks to you two, and by his expression he wants something resembling an explanation.