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 Salems composure didnt shift at Varis' remark, as a matter of fact, it was to be expected from him. His next sentence was chosen very carefully, it was composed and very matter of factly, ever word was a carefully picked instrument against the vile creature. [Color=598527]"I think the one who needs help is you. After all, the Astorios have outmanuvered you repeatedly. Maybe I should refer my father to them."[/color] Salem turned to face Aaron and extended a hand out to him [color=598527]"Its a pleasure to meet you Mr.Starag. I hope we can become good acquaintances throughout the course of tonight."[/color] Salems face beamed with a smile, one of both friendly warmth with a hint of falseness you'd give for the sake of being polite. Salem slowly moved one leg, gave a slight tap against the concrete, moved the other slowly and then adjusted his cuff with a long tug. He slowly dusted some invisible dust off his jacket front three times, tapped his fingers twice, adjusted the other cuff slowly, with another tap, long tug, then two taps to ensure it seemed fine. He slowly brushed his waistcoat five times, adjusting three buttons quickly and then slowly running his hands down them to ensure their place and a final satisfactory tap.