[ He can't help smiling at the picture she presents, even as he picks up his napkin and holds it out to her. ]

A fourth. If we're lucky. [ Lockwood may give George no end of shit, but he had hired the young man because George found the gold where others wouldn't even think to look. Their third member may not have a strong Talen for Sight, Listening or Touch, but he was gifted in the art of pulling the pieces together.

At her question he glances down towards the offending appendages, studying them as if they belonged to someone else entirely. ] Wouldn't fancy my chances for running, or rapier work but perhaps we can find a simulation that didn't involve fighting?

[Pause.]

Or running.