Silver Lining [Dalamus/Mithra]
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“You are suspicious–good! That will keep you alive, especially in Riften. There are con artists abound.”
Dalamus leaned back into his chair, arms loosely crossed over his chest once more, and shrugged. “That said, I have little reason to lie to you. In fact, I could be just as suspicious–how do I know you are not going to turn me in as soon as you have what you want, hm? It is you who needs me, not the other way around, love. Right now, the offer stands at fifty septims, half payed up-front.“
Mithra listened to him talk, inclining her head at the suggestion she’d turn him in once they were done and scoffed. “If you truly thought I would turn you in, you wouldn’t have admitted so openly to being a thief. Doing so would be...” ludicrous, ” naive.”
“You look anything but.”
The Altmer leaned back in her own chair, hands resting in her lap. ”And believe me, I have absolutely no intentions of doing their job for them after the way they treated me today. If they cannot catch a thief in their own city, that is none of my concern,” she continued with a casual shrug of her shoulders.
When he mentioned a price for this ‘help’, Mithra pursed her lips slightly as she eyed him over again. “Before I agree to anything, I want to see what I’m paying for. There’s no point in hiring you if you can’t deliver,” she stated almost matter-of-factly. “Upstairs, through the first door you come to - that’s my room. The door is locked, but I assume that’s no challenge for you. What I want you to do is to go to my room, and retrieve what’s inside the footlocker by the bed. It’s a satchel with things we’re going to need, as well as your payment.”
What Mithra had refrained from saying, however, was that the footlocker had an enhanced lock, much trickier to break into than the one on the door, but she’d let him figure that out on his own.
