With his cane he wouldn't let the obvious limp slow him down but the mortifying idea of finding himself falling and having to be helped back to his feet keeps him at a moderate pace. He glances sidelong at her as he goes.

"Less a job at this point and more coin to pay for drinks is what I was thinking. At least at this stage."

He makes a face at that, at least considering his words. Wouldn't do to alienate anyone that could prove useful later.

"Doesn't that make you wonder though? They bring us here against our will, call us summoned as if we are invited guests in a way and then provide us with all they need and all they seem to ask is if we maybe might consider joining their Army. You don't find that suspicious?"

But then he finds a turn of the wind suspicious on a windy day so he might not be the best judge of such things.