"Ships lost in a squall are likely sunk already," Sandro said softly. Three turns of the hour was a long time in such a tumult as was likely to rise this night. There was no true reason to concern himself this this of course, but Selester had long been a favorite drinking companion and had contributed heavily in the profits of several of Sandro's businesses. It would not be a good friend who let his friend's son do something so foolish.
"Your lord father will not thank me if I sat silently by and let his heir meet some dire fate." He was relieved he'd guessed aright as to which twin was which. "And if this person has lost their way, it is a good bet their path has strayed to the darker corners of the city..."
Sandro crossed his arms. "Three turns of the hour is being too long. I wish you swiftness and luck in this endeavor, for I will speak with your Ser Hyle in two turns."
His own horse was not yet unsaddled and tack was easily replaced. Let the little lordling ride out- it was a poor pirate who could not follow a flower's trail. All the better if it kept Selester's foolish son alive. It would be another favor the Lord of Highgarden might owe to the Saverio.