Chapitre 490: Preparations - Part 3

"You haven't even heard what the job is, and you don't know the pay, yet you've already agreed…" Jorah pointed out in exasperation, as his own attempt to wiggle out of it was already cut off.

"I could say the same to you, Jorah," Oliver said, not overlooking that fact. "You were about to decline me without even having heard my conditions."

Jorah blushed lightly, and looked away. Direct confrontation seemed to be an awkward spot for the otherwise intelligent youth. "Forgive me, Ser Patrick… I do not dislike you, and you have been good to me… I just do not need the work, and I don't want to take the risk of having something go wrong."

"Go wrong? Your job should be fairly safe, but I can understand that worry…" Oliver said.

That didn't seem to be what Jorah meant, but the boy didn't correct him. "So? What will we be doing, Ser?" Karesh asked impatiently.

"Eh, well I'm going to hunt a few Hobgoblins, and I need people to help me carry the loot back," Oliver said.