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[arlathvhen]

Briefly, Beleth contemplates accusing him of being a double agent for Leliana, and wonders if this is all another one of her tests. But Beleth has more than proven herself since she attempted to ferret out Venatori infiltrators in what proved to be an evaluation from her mentor. No, this was the real thing, and even with the cup of tea in her hands, Beleth feels her throat go very dry.

It's not so surprising that the Venatori have tried--it's surprising that Leliana hasn't caught them. That it might be up to her to try to catch them.

She takes a sip of tea, and closes her eyes.

"If what you are saying is true, that is dire news, indeed." She keeps her voice, her expression in check. "I'll have to alert the other division heads, of course. It would effect the entire Inquisition. If you can prove, or show us how to prove, that this information is correct..." She opens her eyes, glancing up at him. "That would prove that you could, in fact, be quite a valuable asset to us. And valuable assets are not left to rot in dungeons."

[minrathousian]

"And valuable assets are not left to rot in dungeons."

Lucky him. But he isn't gullible enough to trust Beleth's word that this will be done, once she has the intelligence in her hands. So he says, "I would be delighted to share my evidence with your fellows, at your leisure." Should she choose to take the notes and books that he has referenced up until now, he won't stop her; evidently, the source of his information regarding the infiltration is elsewhere.

[arlathvhen]

Beleth doesn't blame him for the lack of trust--she wouldn't either, in his position. It's smart, for him to be careful like that. Not that Beleth wouldn't prefer having an idiot to deal with, but still. She can hardly hold it against him.

So it's with the same calm poise that she's maintained that she nods to his words. "Of course. The other division heads would need to know about this, and it would be practical for them to hear it from you directly." She makes it sound like an excellent idea, maybe to lessen the feeling of being goaded into taking him to the meeting. Maybe to try to flatter him.

She leaves most of the various information behind, only taking the page that he had offered her, folding it and tucking it away on her.

"I'll have a meeting arranged at the earliest opportunity, though...I'm not sure when that will be. Still, considering the urgency of the situation--I'm sure the others will agree to haste."

[minrathousian]

"A wise course of action," he replies thoughtfully. He watches her past the rims of his spectacles as she collects the single page, folds it, and pockets it, not protesting its removal. He spreads his hands to either side mildly, his smile thin and inscrutable. "I'm at your disposal, Messere Ashara."

[arlathvhen]

"Yes," Beleth agrees amicably, and sets aside her tea, standing up. "You are. Have a pleasant day, Magister Vedici. I'll let you know when the meeting will occur."

And with that, she takes her leave, off to make all the necessary arrangements.