"They expect you to fail..." Kuval says calmly.  He chuckles as he sits with her, ordering a simple glass of wine.  "They expect me to do the same.  Once I die, the magics that I left behind guarding my and my master's study will be broken and the rival wizards and warlocks can get at his collection of things."  He thanks the waitress and sips his wine.  "It's why I came to Faust alone.  No one wanted to come.  No one believed it would be possible."  He shakes his head.  "But it is.  I know it is.  I think someone betrayed or failed my master, or he would not have died.  Something went wrong on his trip.  Something he did not forsee."  Kuval looked over at the woman suddenly and then tilted his head.<br/><br/>"Do I surprise you?  You seemed...perturbed earlier at the other citizens of this city...yet are not so with me."