Marcus led the way to the room, trying his best to not pay attention to the conversation behind him. Tarran ignored Marcus after a glance, dismissing him as a servant, and continued talking. "The best bet would be to just let the Captain cool off. Talking to him soon is going to either repair things, or make them worse. Giving him time to realize it was an honest, naive mistake will mean the chance of it getting worse is negligible. And most of us realize that you haven't been here, working the political situations for years, so we are willing to give you some slack. The guard isn't going to learn about your involvement in the revised order. I personally agree with your assessment that there is a problem, but you did what I would have taken weeks to do. So your way is just different, not necessarily bad."<br/><br/>By that point, they had arrived at the suite, only a minute or so from the chamber through back passages, and Marcus opened the door for them. Tarran stepped aside to let Laulin in first, before speaking to Marcus. "Dinner for two, and you have been assigned to see to her needs during her stay here. Knock before you enter."<br/><br/>Marcus nodded, no longer embarrassed now that he was back where he knew what to do, and Tarran closed the door as Marcus headed off. "Normally he would ring for a servant to bring dinner, but he knew asking him to get it meant we needed privacy."<br/><br/>The wizard arched his back, still facing the door, and popped his back, before mumbling a spell that Laulin hadn't known of, though she could guess from the wording and gestures that it worked in place of a bra for the wizard. He sighed in relief, before taking a seat on one of the couches in the center of the large room. "Now, I am sure you have questions, so feel free to ask, and once that is done, we can get to the briefing of various suspects that we want you to investigate."