His smile grew slightly at her laughter, an eyebrow raising as the tension bled from the room significantly. He had passed some kind of test, apparently. He surmised he was glad of it. In truth, he was bluffing as much as anything. He had never tried to let his fear show, always looking for ways to make light of his situation even when it seemed dire. It usually worked, but it had backfired on him a few times in his military career. Not everyone likes a smart ass. He had just been fortunate to usually be able to back up his bravado.<br/><br/>Her apparent amusement was no real reprieve to his upcoming task, however, and he actually did have a small issue with going into something like this with so little intelligence. This kind of thing would have been difficult enough in his old world and life, but at least a lot less variables or they were variables he could anticipate better. Now, he was dealing with beings and powers that he knew almost nothing of and it made for a significantly higher pucker factor. He would figure it out. He would have to. Or this little opportunity thrown at his feet would be over much quicker than he hoped.<br/><br/>"I'll try not to disappoint, Miss," he said at her comment about his abilities.<br/><br/>He straightened at her whistle and glanced about when the woman appeared as if out of thin air. His eyes widened not only at her ninja-like skills, but her comely shape. He filed away the woman's name as his benefactor offered it and caught the thrown flare a little less than as smoothly as he would have like to having been distracted by the new arrival.<br/><br/>He nodded to his companion. "I suppose if time is of the essence, we could get going, Lucille."<br/><br/>Turning toward Lysa, he bowed slightly. "Time to put my money where my mouth, eh, Miss? I appreciate the food and drink...and weapons. Here's to forging new relationships," he continued as he grabbed a small jug from the table and lifted it in a small toast and hoped she would return the gesture. Taking a small swig, he gave her another small nod and a smile, and replaced the jug.<br/><br/>"Bram, by the way, Miss. My name is Bram," he said, and glanced at his companion to make sure she got it as well.<br/><br/>He turned completely to Lucille. "Alrighty, miss. Shall we?," he asked, although it was not really a question.<br/><br/>He did his best to engage his companion in conversation along the way when he thought it was appropriate. Unless stealth was truly a factor at this point, this was just another opportunity for him to find out more about his mission and what to expect as he neared his objective. The fact that the woman he traveled with was so nicely shaped was another factor in his interest no doubt, her eyes were captivating and he tried to catch a glimpse of her face here and there.<br/><br/>Still, he made sure to take in landmarks as she guided them through the area. It would not due for him to not be able to find his way back. He was...is a professional, after all, and the mission came first. Intel was only a perk and flirting, although having its own rewards, was the least essential item on his mind. Her nice rear end might have something to say to that, but he kept that to himself.<br/><br/>"So you're not going with me into the temple then? Can you tell me what to expect when I get there, at least, or do I get to just stumble in there and guess?," he asked of her as they went.