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Arithon, badge visible because as far as he knows he's on tonight, enters the bar and finds a seat at Bar herself. This only means that when he's informed what he'll be eating by Tashka it is a bit faster than normal, as instead of chittering and returning with food, Bar serves the meal.

That's right. His life is run by a rat.

So there is a bemused Master of Shadows looking at a bowl of soup, mug of ale, and plate of dark bread.

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"Exactly."

Although even if the rules did not exist, Arithon would still not go after Roger.

[almost absently,]

So, probably a good thing I didn't pull the trigger, then.

"If you are here, yes."

He says calmly. Ramon likes to shoot people too.

Well, outside. And I was trying to say that I wasn't his anymore at the time.

[a little shrug - yeah, that worked.]

"Do you need help with that."

He says it mildly, but certainly,

"It is within my ability. It is a part of the job."

That would require Roger to actually be around. Which he isn't. [she makes a face, and shakes her head]

Anyway, I best not be keeping you...say hello to Alex for me. And the my invitation if he just wants to come around and talk is still open.

"I shall."

He promises it with the sort of voice that means it is not an empty one.

"And do you wish to come see him, speak but the word and I shall bring you into the House of Arch."

...I might. [she says in the tones of one who still isn't sure if she's back to her previous standing in Alex's eyes]

Goodnight, though, Arithon.

[and with that, she walks away. Yes, walks, not saunters]

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