With a bit of a huff, he pulled his lips back slightly and sniffed in through his nose. Rocking his lips back and forth across his teeth wordlessly for a moment before rolling the note up and sliding it in between two of his belts. It was another moment before he actually spoke, and as he did he reached slowly for the large mass of spiked death on his hip. A morning star with quite a substantial weight would show this young man that he means business. "You're right, I'll admit. I'm not Brighton, but I am a friend." Though he was reaching towards his weapon he had no violence in his face or movements. As though he were simply bringing his hand backwards to cradle himself in a very stereotypical old-man sort of way. Deception never works, but he's always got to give it a try, y'know? "And the family of Sir Brighton has to regretfully inform you through me, that Alexander is not currently available." Again he rolled his lips across his teeth, following them with his tongue to wet his gums. "Unfortunately for you, young man, I was sent in his stead as a 'champion' of sorts." With his hand safely on the handle of his morning star, he teetered slightly backwards to better position his legging in preparation of this mercenary's likely immediate attack. "You might recognize me, if you've ever peered into a scrying pool you know. I'm rather well-to-do among the higher echelons of warriors." A not-so-humble brag pushed between his teeth, halfway pretending to be a lunatic and halfway bragging to himself. "You might know me as an Extreme, though I doubt you've got much to do with magic, my dear boy." While he spoke his face lit up like a Christmas tree, his cheeks raised and his mouth turned upright into a broad smile. His eyes shut tightly, or so they seemed. Rather, they were narrowed down to a pinhead's width and he was glaring through the false visage of jovial behavior. Solomon did not like this boy already, not only for being hired to kill his friend, but also for how he seemed to brush off the elderly. Plain rude if you ask him.