Laszlo listens to Anethrial's plan. The old bastard is crafty, that much is certain, and he had enough pull to make people, even celebrities like her, disappear. He must know that even if she survived, exile from Ai is a death sentence.<br/><br/><em>"I...I'm sorry I caused you so much trouble."</em><br/><br/>Laszlo waves a hand at her dismissively.<br/><br/>"Naw, I screwed it up pretty bad myself. I rushed into this one way too quick. Besides, you're out on your ass because of me right?" He looks over at her from under his arm, there's no chance she'd survive on her own. Probably end up biting her own tongue after some bandit pawns her to a brothel.<br/><br/>"I'm going to be leaving here at dawn. I've got all the time in the world to find what I need. You tell me where you need to go, and I'll get you there. Then we'll be even. Deal?"