He watched Harold run off, before following her to her quarters, waiting for her to ward the rooms before stepping forward and giving her a hug. "Not really serious, just worrying. And besides, it has been nearly six years since I last swung by. Though my little side jobs do take time, I thought maybe we could talk, and when I get back from meeting with the leaders of Brindol for dinner, we could spend some time together. If you were still interested in that. However, business first."<br/><br/>He still ran his hand down her side, before heading to the table, and pulling out the scimitar he had found, and setting it on the table. "I think, if you examine this, you will know why I got concerned."