He raised an eyebrow, not bothering to point out that EVERYONE was in decline, not just the assassin's guild. The assassin's guild still had power, but like the thieves' guild, they had to live in the world, and the government was uncanny in its ability to find someone that had pissed them off, Nameless figuring he was still loose only because he didn't make a damn issue of his anger with them. He pulled the leather glove off that he had used to handle the blade, and then laughed, finally hearing the last part of Bear's statement. "You mean moreso than my family is already?"<br/><br/>He tossed the glove back into its pouch, and then held his hands out, slowly turning them over, his daily cleaning having not revealed anything unusual this morning. So unless it had formed in the half day since, he should be fine.