PYRE —
"And when do I get paid?" Pyre crossed his legs, idly watching the bodyguard? Butler? He was buff enough yet well-dressed enough to be both. Huh. The man clasped his hands behind his back, mouth turned down in a slight frown.
"You'll be paid when Niele's safety is confirmed on arrival to each city." The stout man glanced to the door behind him, "The rest of your company should arrive soon."
Pyre rested his head on the back of the chair, turning his attention to the large window framing the room. He hummed absently, watching the bustling street below. Partners made his job easier. Less work, more chances to do...what he pleased.