"I know so," Greeves said, lounging back. It was just Greeves today. Judas was busy seeing to matters on his Boss' behalf, and Oliver had put his other retainers to work as well. He didn't wish to waste them on guard duty when it was only the likes of Greeves that he shared a room with – there was no need to keep up appearances before such a man. "You've a good few soldiers as well. You'll want an armoursmith and a weaponsmith – someone to tend to their maintenance as part of the barracks."
"You think?" Oliver said. "We've been getting by before. What are you planning, just to get in two new recently passed apprentice smiths? That should tide us over."