Galt had always been a city boy. He had never worked the fields, though if he had been given the chance as a youth on one hungry night, he might have taken for the life. But the manorial system so widespread across the kingdom was not something he was overly familiar with. However, it did make sense. The lords of cities made the same money as the lords of manors and farms. People worked for them and paid for the right to. It made sense, and he supposed the only reason why he had yet to be paid was the fact that his estate still had a bit to go before it was ready for him. 

Still, that was a worry he could put aside, now. 

He continued to listen. It certainly would take a lot of accounting. He doubted it was as simple as a few dozen additions of X income every month. Somehow, it was always more complicated than that. That's how it always was for him, when he was given a job, illicit or not. Complications always showed up. Luckily he had this pretty girl as an aide, and still he didn't know what he did right that had the gods reward him with this current situation with the addition of Silke. Easy on the eyes, and she had an intelligence that glimmered in her gaze that he found enchanting. 

"Believe me, I won't hesitate to contact you if I need anything. Or to go out for dinner," He said with a subtle wink, and then he smiled at the mischief he couldn't help but say aloud. 

But then she spoke to him about their previous idea. The idea of taking a bandit group in one fell swoop. Her proclamation of a strategy caused him to raise his brow in surprise. He wasn't going to underestimate her, but this was borderline military strategy. He didn't expect her to have experience or the mind of such a thing, but he would trust her. At least until she shared her idea for him to gauge. Not that he was much of a strategist himself. And then...she delved back into finances. He opened his mouth and then closed it, and instead he leaned in and listened intently, watching her as she spoke with his hawkish gaze, switching between the paper and her distracting face. 

As the numbers streamed out of her nice lips, he caught the info as best he could. Luckily this directly benefited him, so he was certainly paying more attention than he might usually, even with Silke so close. He placed his finger on the page whenever he had a question, running his hand over the parchment to follow the formula and to keep his thoughts straight. 

"I think I'm understanding most of this..."