He gave a slight humph, before shaking his head in amusement, betting she would last at most a couple months before ending up with her throat slit in some slaver's pen, or a back alley. Once she was gone, he turned back to the guildmaster, and shrugged. "If the assassin's guild has a better information network than we do, we are in trouble. And if they are like her, then I have no interest in joining the assassin's guild. After we have settled, I am gonna get some sleep, and then see about getting that switchblade I found mounted. Been wanting to learn how to dual wield, and now is as good a time as any to start learning."