He dropped the hand and nodded, "please." He'd forgotten his own reputation, but now was reminded. The Spartans had feared him just as he'd feared them. He smiled to Cassandra, "Best, huh? Don't let Hellenus hear you."
He stepped inside and dropped the bag, making a quick call to Andromache before hanging up his coat. He wasn't trying to be threatening, but he did want to speak to this Charles, but also didn't want to upset Cassandra either.