"That table is best," Teral said, pointing to one in the corner, while scanning the tables around them. "If you need money then ask me." He looked out the window, his mind wandering as he waited for the others to come over. "Earth mistress," he said under his breath, "tell me I am doing the right thing." He felt a tinge of surprise as he turned towards the bar, seeing Ariadne talking to a tall, bearded man, a hammer strapped across his back. She looked briefly in his direction, before turning her back to the table. He sighed, closing his eyes, grasping the necklace, and mouthing whispering something in a foreign tongue.