Rovtar turned his attention away from Trafalgar and onto Shork. His lips curled into a grin, "No need, no need, we are kindred spirits." He glanced down at his papers, which he had tucked away under his right arm. "Well Shork, I am Rovtar." He glanced back towards his papers, as he held them up to his eyes, as he peered at them. He began flipping through, analyzing them with a great fervor. After that he shuffled them back under his right hand. "So Shork, what can I do for you today?"