"Absolutely right!" Edmund agreed, extinguishing the black magic in his hand, and stepping forward, trying to get between the two, an amicable smile on his face. "We all seem to be on the same page, so we can just talk business. And there is certainly a<em>lot</em>to discuss!" He turned his body towards Ashton, and waved him over. "That includes you, sir knight. Come on, you're wounded. Anyone have any bandages or poultices? We don't want him bleeding out on us in the middle of business." If he couldn't impress right now as a fighter, he could at least use that tongue of his to settle and fires. Even if the soldier and the mercenary girl were on the same page, he couldn't risk any tempers flaring now, not before he had a chance to speak with Lady Cecilia.