Devaguea enjoyed talking with the Mivon ambassador, finding him to be a vicious verbal combatant, and unwilling to pull his blows. He did say that it was not a refusal of the deal, and that in a year or so they would cheerfully sign an equally profitable deal with them.<br/><br/>Then the Pitaxian walked in, and all of his advisors immediately recognized the gleam in Devaguea's eyes. "Oh, when we heard the bourgeoisie of banditry was coming, we simply HAD to liven the place up, try and make it familiar enough to settle you."<br/><br/>Naturally, things escalated (or dissolved) from there, and Devaguea simply glanced at the offer before snarking and sliding the offer back to the 'ambassador.' "No, thank you, and have a nice day."<br/><br/>As the ambassador left, he glanced at Talia, and gestured for her to get closer. Once she was close enough to talk to without being overheard, he rumbled. "What do you need to get your operations ready? I don't trust that one, as it says... unfortunate things that he was selected as an ambassador."