[He glances over when Dorothy trails off, but elects not to press her on it. For now, anyway; if something is truly troubling her, he trusts she'll bring it up. Give him a moment to drain his glass and get a refill.]

I think I may have neglected to mention that Leviathan's Claw is no mere mercenary guild - we're the assassins' guild. Dealing in blastia was my own personal business, something I took up as a hobby - and for profit, of course.

Why, I even ran a second guild for a time posing as another person just to see how much I could get away with! So Raven is right, I caused quite a bit of trouble for the Union on my own, let alone with the entire guild.

[But he'll leave it at that; he'd rather not think too much about the Don right now.]

As for the manor... I did have it constructed to my specifications. Most members of Leviathan's Claw simply don't have a life outside of the guild work, so it needed to be large enough to house the majority of them and needed to retain my own unique flair.

I suppose I've grown rather fond of it.

[...He actually kind of misses it, strangely enough.]