"So that's it then, we're going to miss the show at Presper... I wonder how it's going right now."
"Well look on the bright side, if we lose then you won't have to worry about notifying anyone. We'll either be dead or enslaved. Anyways, I got what I came here for. Now that I know the mage is still alive, I can sleep a little better at night knowing who to turn to whenever my tea gets cold. And if it makes you feel any better, Venray, I'll annoy the shit out of whoever they replace you with. You can count on that, sir. In the meantime, I'll be off to my next objective."
Tyrhallan couldn't help but smile at that last remark of the Spider feeling the clap on his shoulder.
"You know they're serving salmon in the cafeteria? Actual salmon! I thought they were extinct!"
"Never doubted you Dalmer and you know what that means right? Either it is a fake or some radioactive spawn. Real wild Salmon are as rare as albino dragons." Tyrhallan called after him. 
Eilis who had been silent up until this point heard the final words of this strange man as he walked off. She pulled at Arn's clothing.
"What's a salmon?" Showing her unfamiliairity with it, clearly someone as well read as Eilis should know what salmon was, yet the expression that was displayed for the men to see was inquisitive. She was serious she did not know.
"A fish young lady. A very tasty and filling fish. I'll see if I can wrestle some free from Dalmer's clutches and send it down to you both. Sir Arn, just...keep an eye on her." He stated following after the Spider leaving the two alone again.