Ramon eyes him a little oddly. He has no trouble with fulfilling the request but it's still not necessarily the best thing to do here.

'I'm pretty sure that would mean the end of being your caith'd'ein if I murdered someone in the bar, Arithon. I'd never see the light of day again...and much as I understand that this woman is your friend, my job is to protect you, not her.'

Not that he's saying he won't. But still. Reason must interject at some point.

Which isn't something Ramon ever thought he'd find himself thinking, but there you are.