Blackfeather Woods That's a dance I want to see

He is somewhat greatful that the boy chooses to go along with the topic of conversation, instead of shrugging him off. "Spy," Vaati pauses, wondering if that was even an option for the boy. Unfortunate as it was, he doubted Ramsay could survive very long as an infiltrator, what being so physically distinguishable. Neither could Vaati for that matter. "Preist, Assassin." If one was going by practicality's sake, becoming a priest of the Dark Brotherhood would have been the most likely option for the boy. However, that was not to say Ramsay would be hindered from becoming any of the three options presented.

If he wanted to be a spy, they would find a way to make it so. If he wanted to become a killer for hire, Vaati would train him in a way that allowed it to become a reality. He would not be the one to tell them that they couldn't do something, and if they couldn't they would figure that out for themselves. "Take your pick."