Go see him, then. He's polite.

[Not the most important thing about him, obviously, but it matters to Maketh.

She huffs, annoyance sharp at the memory.]

My own fault for trusting Aresko with security.

[And that, ladies and gentlemen, is what you get for delegating and not micromanaging everything yourself. A mistake that Maketh doesn't intend to repeat.]

Indeed. I'm a little surprised that nothing's been blown up or set on fire yet. Perhaps my standards are low.