Vicente was reading, of course, through what appeared to be a short stack of papers--suspiciously very much like letters. By the time Venasa walked into the training room, he'd finished reading about half of the letters. He didn't look up until she was nearby. When he did, the glint of amusement was again in his eye.
"If you've come here for training, Venasa, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you." He paused, as though to see her reaction. He continued.
"But not to worry. I cannot train you because you don't [i]need[/i] it. Already you have the lithe qualities fit for a stalker; your body betrays you. What I have here are some contracts that fulfilling. I'm deciding now which to test you on."