<div class="floatright">(http://imgur.com/3hgsLSS.jpg)</div>"I said we shall take it up with the captain, and so we shall," Malcyn repeated his earlier statement, his voice calm as he disengaged his wrists from Natia's grasp.<br/><br/>"If what you say is true and they do not have the skill set to track down a murderer or find their Master, I am sure the Captain will welcome our assistance." Malcyn politely ignored the Voldaccan woman's anger. Unaware that her ire was aimed at him, he chalked it up to concern for their friend.  "Until the Captain gives me reason to mistrust him, I see no justification to do this in any other way but the proper one. For one, getting to the body will be much easier with his permission," he reasoned. He did not know how the women had thought to get into the guarded chambers without the captain's permission but it most likely would involve bloodshed or deceit. Even if he had considered it practical - which he did not - he would not have agreed to harm innocent men without exploring other options first. Not even for a friend.<br/><br/>Also, with Casimiro missing, the Captain might well be the highest authority in the mansion - he made a mental note to check who was in charge. The man could be valuable ally, or a dangerous enemy who could help or hinder their efforts.  He didn't see a reason to needlessly force the captain's hand towards the latter. Should the man refuse their aid, he'd review the situation.<br/><br/>He raised a brow at the implication of cowardice. "There is a difference between refusing to make ill conceived, rushed decisions and cowardice, Madame," he replied coolly. "Get dressed, and we shall have a talk with the captain. The longer you argue, the more time will be wasted."<br/><br/>He turned towards the maid, an apology in his voice. "Is there a friend who can look after you, Madame?" he asked, hinting that he intended to leave soon.