"So you're a poisoner now? Are you a good one, or just a mediocre one? I'm just wondering because I'm wondering if I even have to use my dagger at all now. You see, a real master poisoner wouldn't carry around the antidote for their own poisons, despite what any professional would tell you. If you are a master poisoner, I could use this and you will be screwed." The man had said.
Jake almost laughed at the words, but didn't. He did open a smile however as the man walked to the bed and asked what had led him to his room; his room. Jake breathed in and out softly, still smiling, and then he spoke. "Well, My Lord, my level of skill isn't as important as my level of intelligence. I mean, if I am a smart man, all of my needles would be exactly the same and only I would know which of them are lethal. I would know that by memory, depending of where on my person they're kept. I'd also know that there are substances that when ingested regularly may grant an individual a certain level of resistance to most poisons and even immunity to a few, and one with a habit of regularly ingesting said substances might not be killed instantly or may be unaffected by toxins that would be lethal to most. To simplify: If I am a smart man, I would know exactly whether or not these needles would kill me; and if they would I would know exactly how lengthy and painful that death would be. Knowing that, I may or may not find it preferable to be 'killed' by them, depending if they would or not kill me, or if they would kill me quicker and less painfully than a dagger. So, if I am a smart man, who knows all this, my answer, no matter what it is, would simply be leading you to do what I want."
He leaned casually against the doorway and added. "Of course, that if I am a smart man." He tilted his head to the side. "The question then becomes: Is knowing which of us is smarter more important than killing an intruder?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "As for your question, King Richard, Sir: I wanted to see how much, if anything, you resemble your father. Of course... I was a little boy last I saw him, but I don't really think you resemble him much."