He sighs, just softly and slightly.<br/><br/>"The cargo should be something appropriate to what is generally traded on that route, the manpower simply needs be professional enough that if they flee on sighting the brute, they at least do so.. let us say, with the professionalism of soldiers that preserve their lives with care, instead of a blind panic that will get in our way. Ex-legionaires thus, if possible. Summon me when all preparations are complete."<br/><br/>He walks out after Sthenae at that, catching up to her in the halls and placing a hand lightly to her arm.<br/><br/>"Having listened to an old man act somehow shocked and lecturing that a woman robbed of her freedom in war does not act as our shining ally, and a Satyr availing himself of the conflicted passions of an emotionally confused and traumatized young woman, yet seeming regarding it benificence and protection, I would ask you to consider that their judgements are not worth touching you so deeply. You are used as nothing more than a means of making themselves feel as 'good', by being able to point to you and disdain you for worse. The only thing I have put to you from my part is a request that as you consider why their perspectives then should not grieve you so, that the young woman will be damaged and degraded enough anyway not to need much help in the matter. That is not judgement, that is a request for consideration, and that is all."<br/><br/>He lifts his hand away at that, spreading both wide in a peaceable gesture before walking away towards the library.<br/>