Amron sits back again, a smile and nod at Lhurriel, letting her know that she did well before he turns his attentions back to the maps and a bit more of his wine.<br/><br/>Looking around the table when Duke asks about further business, Amron sees no one with the look of something to add and, with a smile he says, "I've nothing more at the moment, and it seems Duke has a game to get back to, unless there is anyone else to speak then I am done."<br/><br/>Pouring himself another glass of wine he looks to Fallar and says quietly, beneath the hearing of the others as Fallar readies to leave, "She my prove me wrong, but we have to give the younger ones a chance, at one point we were young as well, though it seems like more then one lifetime ago."<br/><br/>He shakes the mans hands as he leaves and Amron settles back to watch as the room clears, taking it upon himself to roll up the maps and notes to lock away in the secret room.  He glances to Lhurriel, wondering if she intends to stay, but says nothing to make a request, she is her own person after all.