The young noble can hear the demon moving about the room as he speaks and wonders just what he's up to even as his hand flies across the paper. When at last it comes to his question being answered with a question Amano turns to look at Illiendi, a look of deep concentration on his face. Though it is a simple question, the internal conflict raging beneath the surface boarders on legendary. [i]'I know I told him that no matter what, I will get this done, but if he's not there it will be that much more difficult. I can talk to my father, but something like this requires skills I have as of yet to test. I may have acquired a ship and the like, but I do not have much else ready at the moment, and if my plan seems half baked, it will be hell trying to get his approval'[/i]

He bites his lip gently. [i]'And while that will not stop me, it seems like Illiendi thinks I should have the approval, and I know having him with me would be useful, but how am I to ever expect to be great if all I do is rely on my demon? Even if it is just for moral support'[/i] A faint smirk finds it's way to his lips at that thought, however it vanishes a moment later as his eyes returns to the plank sheet of paper before him. The one that will eventually hold what he plans to tell his father. [i]'I am just starting out, so it is only natural I have a crutch, right? Or, should I be trying to do my best on my own, only relying upon Illiendi when I absolutely can not do it on my own? Perhaps I am missing the point of even having a demon to do my bidding, but honestly, I should use him the way I see fit, right? That is what he keeps saying. . .'[/i]

His head slowly sinks down on to the desk as a long sigh finds it's way out between his tired lips. For some reason, despite the rest this morning and the lace of any real activity throughout the day, Amano feels suddenly exhausted. [i]'I need to get things done, and get them done right, and no matter what I need him to do, I am sure Illiendi can do it without fail and no matter how much time he has to do it. He's a demon after all, and from his own words it sounds like he's never failed. He's just too confident to not be one of, if not [b]the[/b] best at fulfilling mortal's wishes'[/i] He takes in a deep breath, his face having betrayed very little of his internal conflict and as his head comes up he appears just as calm as ever. He learned long ago that when it comes to troubles, no one really wants to hear about it, so he's learned to settle matters like that without bothering people.

His simple quill begins gliding slowly over the paper as he begins speaking softly. “If he finds out this is a sudden plan out of nowhere, there is no way he will accept it or bless it, so I have to use my savings and my hiring of you as proof that I have been planning this for a while.” He dips his quill slowly, his brows furrowed as he continues taking notes. “If the lateness of my acquiring a ship comes up, I can simply say I wanted for you to be here before I set a date, and due to the tides at this time of year, the sooner, the better. It's true,t he tides and currents can cause a little trouble this time of year, so it's not a lie, per se.” His eyes remain locked on the paper, and despite his calm demeanor he has an obvious tenseness in his shoulders. “I would like you to be there, my reliance on you will be more convincing if you are there for my father to see and question. . .” His voice trails off and he casts a glance at the other body in the room before returning his attention to the paper.

“I will of course tell him my destination, and he is sure to find out about the ship from his spies, so I think we should pay him early tomorrow, perhaps while you are out, so he can give the spies positive feedback.” He falls silent once more, his lip going between his teeth. “The only problem comes is unlike my mother, father will nit pick into details that I do not have yet, or that I have not thought of, and if you come up with all the answers, or if I look at a loss too often, he [b]will[/b] notice, and he will lose more and more faith in my plan. Not that he shall have much to begin with, but I [b]must[/b] keep it from falling too low. . .” He eyes go once more to Illiendi. “I do not know what else to put down. Perhaps you have some details for me to write down so I can memorize them tonight?”