He stared back at her as she took her time making up her mind about him. His peripheral vision had been taking in his situation should it have turned out that he would suddenly have to fight, but he was pleasantly surprised when she almost suddenly decided he was not only a nonthreat, but actually someone that could be useful.<br/><br/>Her laugh had disconcerted him at first, but as it turned into something that appeared more genuine, he relaxed a little. Her comments eased his concerns further as she offered to join her. The food and drink being offered was exactly what he had been hoping for. Ample servings of both filled his plate but he restrained himself considering the nature of his visit so far.<br/><br/>"You have me at a disadvantage, obviously," he said around small bites of pork. Her assessment seemed spot on and he wondered how it was so obvious with just a first impression. But then you do not become a leader of men without some skill at reading people.<br/><br/>He continued to listen as she described what she was after and the beginnings of how she wanted him to get it.<br/><br/>"I suppose you don't care how I get it as long as I get it. What are the chances of me just asking nicely for some out of the kindness of their hearts?," he asked, half expecting a certain answer. The idea of fighting as a mercenary didn't sit well with him. He had always had something that had drove him in the past and money definitely had not been it.<br/><br/>"And how much would I need to get and what exactly does worth my while mean?," he pressed further.<br/><br/>"And lastly, what if I just got up and walked out of here after I got my fill?," he finished, while taking a small sip from the small jug. He covered his reaction to it, but he decided he would not be taking any more of it.