He had visibly relaxed, and simply explained that he had heard of such things among nobles of his own kind, and was worried the dwarves might not be as sensible about it. Of course, that was a nice, public challenge for the stated reason. He knew they would find other reasons if they wanted such a thing, or find other, less dubious methods if it was not possible. He grinned to himself, though it was right after Leighla said something she thought was amusing, so he didn't have to explain the smile;<em>just because you think there are assassins behind every bush, rock, and tree, it doesn't mean you are wrong.</em><br/><br/>Once Leighla was done with him, he went looking for a bounty board, or a local fighter guild hall, or whatever they used for posting quests. He was going to see if they had anything interesting to do, as he needed to know more about below ground fighting (explosions not recommended), and getting his hands dirty was the best bet. It also would put him in 'bad' ground, letting any brotherhood kill teams get an 'opportunity.'