He smiled a touch watching him go off with Sasha for the moment. He wondered for a moment if he should return the favor of the same hospitality but he figured not just yet. After all Aramil didn't get exactly what he wanted out of this yet and until then he would play nice for the time being. Leaving his female companion behind since she could lead them back to the mercenary base, he makes his way down to the stores for some fashion, eager to get things started on that end as well as he had much walking to do. Regardless Aramil would make a note to himself to make that carpenter's life miserable. He saw good reason too as the man had no class and no respect for his peons.