Before Selara could answer Caelum's question, another one formed on her tongue first.
She studied him across the table, or rather studied the man wearing Orven von Halbrecht's face, with the expression of someone trying very hard not to start shouting in a public café.
"I imagine you are Trafalgar's servant, for lack of a better word," she said at last. "The same one from the train."
Caelum turned his attention to Trafalgar, silent permission requested without making a show of it. Selara had already seen him act at Trafalgar's side, and at this point pretending otherwise would have only insulted everyone at the table.
Trafalgar gave the faintest nod.
Caelum inclined his head toward her. "The same, Director Selara. You may call me Caelum. I work for House Morgain, though my current duty is especially tied to the young master."
