Ah, taking his own contracts. There it is. She doubts he's fool enough to admit it right in front of her, but nonetheless regards it as a bluff. Surely if he's being so open about it, she should have nothing to fear from him? A clever diversion tactic.

She clenches her right hand for a moment, her fingertips just barely grazing against the small, dart-like knife concealed in her sleeve. She can have it out and at a major artery in no time at all.]

Who hires an unaffiliated assassin? [she asks, schooling her expression into one of vague interest.]