Camilo raised his eyebrows and said so when he came into the room.
"I'm tired."
"That's unusual."
If you ask me, I haven't often been more tired than tired of traveling itself when I come here. Half of it was like a distraction.
I said to Camilo with a bitter smile.
"Well, let's talk business first, as we'll talk about why you're tired later"
"Okay."
Me and Camilo do business as usual. Ask them to pick up the tricks and the usual items they make as usual.
As Camilo glanced, the warden nodded and tried to leave the room, so I hastily added.
"Oh, salt or something. Ask for more for one. I'll pay for that."
Mr. Warden raised a picky, one-eyebrow, but said, "I did," and left.
"Is that why you're tired of being alone?"
"Well."
I shrugged my shoulder. I didn't even hide my intrigue when I asked Camilo for his expression. Doesn't it make sense to hide things between me and this guy?
"I haven't brought him in today, but he won't be able to talk if I keep it from you, so let's talk about the guests who came to us"
So I talked about Anne. Being the Seventh Empress of the Empire is fine, as is the case with the raid. While I was talking, Camilo was listening seriously without tearing up.
Does the less surprising look mean you know at least as much as you are a seventh princess?
"I see..."
When I finished talking, Camilo sat back deep in the chair and looked up at the ceiling. It's his habit to mess with his mustache when he has some information but is not sure if he should talk.
We're swallowing spit and waiting to see when we start talking. Helen's going to jump right now, but I kept that under control.
Eventually, Camilo takes one big sigh and turns to us.
"First of all, she came here, and I was the one who told her where."
Helen's finally going to jump, but I'll hold her back with me and Deanna. I'm getting a little tough on my own.
"I kind of knew what to ask for, but I thought Eizo would say no. I threatened to put some harm into the Marquis' ears."
I said with a bitter smile, Camilo flushed with a cool face. If you do think you're invited to go wheelie "then" why don't you tell me where you are? At least that's what Camilo's gonna be in trouble for.
"So, you care the most, who the Raiders are..."
Camilo cuts words there once. Silence ruled the room. Gokuri, I think I heard one of us swallow a bump. Maybe it's me.
Like a moment, like an eternity. The words of Camilo that follow are:
We can't be sure at the moment.
That was it. We all look at Camilo with our jitsu eyes together.
"That's what happened, I just found out. You know what I mean?"
Camilo says with his mouth pointed. If you ask me, that's true, but Camilo is a dealer merchant. I don't think I can complain if I think it's something I know just at the end of the story.
"That said, that's all I got you guys back. Then you guys aren't refreshed, and I have a mentz. I'll check it out."
"Oh, oh, please"
"I don't have any idea, I think I'll find out soon enough."
Then I'll come back next week.
"Will you do that? I'm sorry."
"No, if we're gonna fix this fast, we've never been over it."
After that, we'll talk normal until Mr. Warden gets back. Marius seems to have worked hard in the capital to cement his stride as Earl. Deanna seemed happy to hear that, but the aristocratic world is tough too......
Eventually Mr. Keeper came back and we left the room. Rarely was Camilo calling Mr. Keeper as he was, but is he moving me to action quickly? If so, I'd be grateful.
After closing the door with Batan, Helen snaps at the boss.
"He was angry."
"Really?
"My dear acquaintance was in danger, and I know they are, but you're looking good on yourself, too."
It just seemed somewhat more serious to me than usual, floating and usual Camilo, but from Helen, who seems to have a long relationship there, it doesn't seem so.
I bowed my head just a little to the door that was closed and I couldn't hear anything.