Stryder said
"No, I'm not....the only work I've had was mercenary work and that isn't very reliable or good at times..."
Bernabé listened silently. A mercenary, he said? He could definitely be a good bodyguard and it would be a good way to have Cassius in check, in case he decided to try anything illegal again, but the proposal would have to wait after they had breakfast. However, he suddenly stood up without warning and walked behind Bernabé, who, upon turning around, saw a half-ling with unwashed looks sitting on a table nearby
"Where did you come from"
Bernabé said "Mister Hale, I would appreciate if wouldn't waste your time talking to beggars." But she was surely not heard and turning her back she ignored him to await for the waitress.
"...Mr.1624"
"One, six, two four? That's a rather unusual name..."
Bernabé turned again and gazing at the half-ling again she noticed a tattoo with those numbers, similar to those common among jail prisoners, and more importantly, broken handcuffs around his wrists. Without trying to sound worried, although she was, she hastily said
"Cassius, stay away from that man."