"You've chosen to be far more open with your impressive strengths. Or so I hear. So everyone hears… well, the Yecine were never that good of customers for us, anyway."
"That's because you were never once a good collaboration option to them. Not considering you were a relatively new face in this city, versus their old establishment. Also because you were allied with the daughter of the Goltbred family."
There was a very mild, but very obvious emphasis in his ears along one part of her response. One that made cold sweat prickle on the back of his neck, even as a reddish-blonde child licked the inside of the wrapper… before looking suddenly as despondent as he felt. On realizing things had clearly run out.
"...*Were* allied?"
"Quite."
