He smiles at the reply. "I apologize for the inadvertent insult. There are so few true soldiers, in this world."<br/><br/>He leans back, and lifts a glass of whiskey to his lips. Caiaphas would be pretty certain the glass wasn't there, a moment before. He takes a sip, then says, "And just what sort of answers were you seeking? You probably won't find the answers you seek, if you wait for me to leave, I imagine. I intend to stay for a while, at least."