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Montana was completely unruffled by Lulu's response. It was warranted, despite her perspective on the meaning behind his words. Truthfully, the pendulum could swing either way and he'd find a way to benefit. He offered a pleasant quarter smile, indicative that he understood where she was coming from. "Of course Lady Lulu." He held a comfortable tone, one that let his words float out evenly.

"You're free to continue your investigation alone as you have started. You've been forthright with what you did know, and helpful in shedding light on situations we've dealt with recently. The nature of my organization keeps me from explaining its details without permission, but I can assure you, we will be hands off, and out of your hair when you choose to carry out your own interrogation of the York Moors Pack, the ones who attacked you in particular I expect."

He collected himself from the rail and leaned back in his seat. "I'll be removing the stitches from your lighter wounds soon, and then from the heavier ones as they show signs of being healed. If you're uncomfortable with any amount of people in here when I do so, I'll have them leave until I am finished."