Eh! I'm the Master here. It makes no sense for me to sell myself into servitude. If anything I should just offer to trade away you.

( He sounds cheerful enough still, feathers only a little ruffled. This is just how he operates, he lacks the subtlety for spywork, hides himself behind a ridiculous attitude and far too many words. )

They'll be looking out for ways to stab him in the back, won't they? Hopefully they'll know enough of his habits by now they can point us in the right direction. If not that then possible weaknesses at least. That's how business works.

( And then. )

Do you know how to fight?