It's difficult for Charity to get a 'read' on the information broker; his scarred features twist his expressions, and he's adept at hiding what he's feeling. The guards remain impassive . . . they've been doing this a while now. The burned man leans back in his bath and closes his eyes as the redhead speaks, and is silent for a long moment after.
Finally, he opens his eyes and says, "I’ve recently come into possession of a collection of safes. Unfortunately, the safecracker I employed has turned out to be quite useless. If you can coax even three of the five safes open, I could be persuaded to disclose Nessian’s location and dispense with my regular fee entirely. These chests are remarkably unique and I have the foreboding suspicion that, in this case, the receptacles just might be worth more than their contents, so I’d rather you didn’t smash them open.
"Oh! One more thing: if my diviner warns me you have crossed meand stolen the contents, there will be repercussions."