He found a free table at the very back corner of the tavern, which suited him just fine. He enjoyed the tankard as he could, though at the sight of the approaching pair, he began placing odds on if they were really friendly, or if they were here to shake him down. Might be friendly to start, but he was curious as to how they would react to him being a procurer and assassin. Not that he was going to say anything. He simply nodded to the two as they approached, and nodded in a friendly sort of way to the free seats, making sure he had scooted his chair back a short distance to let him get out and away from the table if they decided to try and attack.