Alright, who's this doit who decided to interrupt? Fiore's consciousness asked him bluntly without any hesitation. Fiore turned his head to look over his shoulder, and upon seeing who it was, the corner of Fiore's mouth hinted at a subtle grin. Huh, it's him... well, I don't normally like taking your suggestions, considering the fact that you're an complete and utter idiot, and you're also kind of into children judging by your past interactions with that one child, but what exactly should we do about this? Fiore's grin widened at hearing this.
You want my suggestion? Really? Fiore asked, astonished. It's a miracle... an Ithelian miracle... anyhow, I suppose we should simply wait and play this out, or do you suppose we go up front with it right now?
We wait, simple at that. We wait for the right opportunity, probably at the end of this, and when it's all said and done, we reveal ourselves, sound like a good plan, idiot?
Fine by me, Fiore then stopped grinning and walked over to the table where he first sat at, maintaining eye contact with the man. Fiore, after staring at him for three minutes, slightly nodded his head, trying to say in body language, "I am an ally," although this could have easily represented something else. Fiore then calmly sat down at his chair, which faced away from the man, and stared at Selvus. Fiore, with a much more renewed sense of confidence, crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair.
"Selvus, tell the man behind me what the job entails," Fiore barked out as a command. "And then, at the end of it, tell us the pay, or the reward, whichever one is better, although, I'm assuming that the coin will be the reward you'll be offering us?"
