Congratulations.

( she says it very dryly. the rest, more as if he ought to have thought of this himself: )

If you want him to know what you want to talk to him about, you're going to have to come up with something more pressing than 'there's some cunt off the street who says so'. I have to assume you've noticed the war that's going on,

( the accent makes it hard to imagine he's got this far south without considering how else he might be perceived, where they know little of tevene slaves and a great deal of tevene soldiers, )

so I'm going to further and generously assume you have the sense the Maker gave a turnip and aren't under the impression that this is how you approach the forces commander of a paramilitary organisation with a great deal of sensitive information and resources.

( it's matter of fact — brisk, not hostile — and when she offers him options it's unclear if she personally prefers either of them, )

If you want to try again. Or you can sit by the ferry and hope he comes out before you get cold or bored.