"I'll do it."<br/><br/>Ceoluulf's face was set as firmly as stone, his eyes unblinking.  His resolve was nearly palpable--without any visible reason to doubt Aramil's words and no tells from Renolf, it seemed the man had made a leap of faith from justified suspicion to unwavering trust, at least insomuch as the details of the job were concerned.  The others would surely notice that he had failed to include the rest of them in his statement, though whether it was out of respect for their right to decide for themselves or simply because he still did not consider himself a part of the group was unclear.