Northstar Vale Tactiques de Manipulation

Tousaint chuckled. The man was unrefined- asking questions, and then dismissing their importance, and sticking his nose close to something that could be smelled from many lengths away. Still, Tousaint expected very little of Chaudry, and chose to consider only that the man looked adorable when he crinkled his nose like that. 

It seemed that he had something private and urgent to discuss, and he expected Tousaint’s cooperation. He scooped more aloe into a mussel, and set the small, scalloped shell down. What be in it for me?