A brief grin flashed across the courier's face at Flora's teasing and her hint of innuendo, his pale eyes alight with avarice interest. "Gettin' out o' trouble always comes in handy," he admitted, then waved off her caveats. "An' y'know I wouldn't do anythin' t'hurt Torchline or your dads." Hail, he still had more than a touch of starry-eyed hero worshiped for Ronin, and had some very healthy respect (and maybe a touch of fear) of Remi. Oh wait, there was one more, wasn't there? "...Or li'l Mateo," he added belatedly, still thinking of the precocious little botanist he'd met in the Oerwoud when he'd been delivering Petunia to her new home. And never mind that 'little' Mateo had grown up just as much as his sister had!
But Flora captured his gaze, the intensity of her blue eyes making him swallow hard. His fingers tightened on his glass as she leaned in and the kernel of common sense deep down in his soul warned him that this was one dangerous dame. The warning had him biting his lip and he glanced down at the clink of the velvet bag then back at his lovely hostess with his mind made up. The grin spread more slowly over his face as he relaxed and pointed at the parchment. "Well... yeah. Leastwise til y'need another big job done. I'll take th'favor, Queen Flora, if it ain't too much trouble!"
But Flora captured his gaze, the intensity of her blue eyes making him swallow hard. His fingers tightened on his glass as she leaned in and the kernel of common sense deep down in his soul warned him that this was one dangerous dame. The warning had him biting his lip and he glanced down at the clink of the velvet bag then back at his lovely hostess with his mind made up. The grin spread more slowly over his face as he relaxed and pointed at the parchment. "Well... yeah. Leastwise til y'need another big job done. I'll take th'favor, Queen Flora, if it ain't too much trouble!"
