"I will think about the sponsorship," he said. "For at least two days. I will send Caelen a response by the fourth day."
"That is acceptable."
He paused.
"One more thing I want to ask, before we end."
"Please."
"The old soul I have been eating with. The S-rank cook at the eastern edge of the market."
Elenora smiled, faintly.
"I know them."
"They warned me about factional offers. About patron offers. About bounty offers. About quiet observers."
"That is good advice from a good source."
"They told me you were the safest first Nonagon contact."
"They are correct."
"Are they working with you?"
Elenora was quiet for a beat.
