Ilario flinched at Vestiago's mighty blow against the table. He blinked and was thankful that he didn't spill any of his wine. "That... I cannot refute." Ilario commented.

Out of a door beside the bar came a woman who held herself like the host of the establishment. Her sudden appearance scared Isabelle clean out of her seat. The events that followed revealed that she was somewhat in charge. The protege of Hawk himself, even. Good, with some direction they wouldn't be flailing like drunks for whatever tasks had been set. Ilario would have preferred to take orders directly from Hawk, but he had made it abundantly clear how busy he was with his own absence.

The invisible ink was a detail that Ilario had not thought to consider in this situation if he were honest. It suited a man like Hawk to use such tricks in his vocation. When the note came around, Ilario read over the hidden message. It caused him to glance up at Cora with a wariness. [i]She was watching the entire time, wasn't she? I will have to check the room I end up in.[/i] He passed the note on, [i]Alright Hawk, if this is to be a training exercise for your pet, then at least it has the implication of being trivial.[/i]

After Isabelle took her leave, Ilario felt the need to investigate the rest of the building before he trusted its hospitality. He had no doubt that Hawk was being as transparent as he needed to be, but if something unplanned were to occur, he did not want to be short on contingencies. "I am going to take a look around." Ilario mentioned, before turning on his heel and beginning from the basement.