Piers glanced up as we entered, almost jumping to his feet when he saw Drevolan, and was lost for words. I introduced them, and Drevolan looked around.
"If I wasn't aware," he commented, "I might think this was a lawyer's office."
"What did you think you'd find? Poison bottles and hidden weapons?"
"I'm not sure," he admitted. "Maybe that's why I wanted to see it."
"This is my working space," I said, leading him further. We encountered Thorne, whom I introduced as well.
"We've met before," Thorne said.
"No need to bow," Drevolan replied, smiling.
We went into my office, and he took a seat. "So, you need extra time to repay me. Perhaps we can arrange something."
"There's a contrast between what you do and where you do it. Fascinating," he said, studying me as though trying to understand a potential ally or foe. His scrutiny made me uneasy.
"I felt the same way a few days ago."
