Al Adil’s Of course was typical of the man. He would get the things that Mike asked for, but he never let on whether or not these things would be easy or difficult to come by. It was no use asking him either, because he would never let you think he was going to any trouble to help you. “You know, old friend, that, if there is anything in my power to do for you, all you need to do is ask, right?”, Mike asked him.
Sitting back and stretching his arms, Mike spoke conversationally, “How are things in the city? Is it civilized? Orderly? Do you feel safe there?”, he smiled, “I’m not trying to grill you for information. I’m just curious. I guess I just want you to be safe. Do the Sanguine know you are Dilectu?”
Just as Mike was beginning to start a whole new list of questions, Sonja came up behind him and announced, “If you gentlemen are through here, the girls and myself have the food ready”, she looked up at Al-Adil, “Your girls are wonderful, sir, so bright and so sweet”. She turned and hurried back the way she came.