The gnome smiles wearily, and submits to Valen's examination with a mixture of tired patience and amusement. The fact that an "underling" is being so paternal is certainly not lost on her... but at this point, the little blue-haired woman might just be too tired to snap back at him for his indiscretion. Though even as worn down as the little woman is, Valen can see a dangerous little spark springing to life in the back of her eyes, and the elf innately knows that there's going to be some subtle (or not so subtle) recompense for his "exuberant" compassion.<br/><br/>"Hmm... The Hooter's retired, and bringing him back into the fold is not exactly what I had in mind." With a smirk, the little woman reaches over the desk and shoves Valen with one tiny hand backwards. The elf has to admit, she's got some force behind her... if she were not just teasingly shoving him, he might actually have fallen or staggered back. "But it's close. Sit down, Lieutenant, and I'll lay out the missions on the table."<br/><br/>Of course, she doesn't really wait for him to settle before jumping right into it.<br/><br/>"Here's the deal. You take your pick of the jobs we've got coming in, with their seeker's fees and all that jazz. Each one is your 'job' while you're on it. However, while you're out and about, I'm giving you a second, permanent task- you're to refer staff for our chapter house. We need people who are good with books, people who can go out and do odd-jobs, and people who can handle dealing with other people for extended periods of time. It's literally just you and me right now... and I'll give you 100 gold for every pair of hands you bring me."