*Fun & games were over, sensed Stirling and he adjusted accordingly. Grabbing the beer he relaxed himself in the chair.*
"Oh yeah. Not that I would ever claim these rumours, and for now that's all they are, to be true, but only the gods know how many lives has lost due to indirect actions by me. Whether it is was supplying 'hattan with the biggest and strongest batch of cardamine and than seizing as many trades of it to create a high demand... which led to a lot of deaths... Or by simply 'forgetting' a run or two with food with destination Crete, because I could get higher profits elsewhere, killing is definitely a part of my life. It's alright. I haven't lost a second of sleep over it so far nor do I ever intend to do so."