Danesh cannot hide a smile at his older brother's antics.  He waves back as Jacob as he departs.  As much as he feels the urge to wish his brother to be careful, he can guess it would be resented.  He is about to depart himself when something comes to him.  "Brother, I understand we can get in touch with someone via these Trumps as you call them.  What if, the circumstances are such that we would not want to talk?"