Another sigh leaves Alayre as he regards the stuttering mage. What is he going to do with you Salvatore? Such a lightweight. "You may." The Knight-Commander answers as he gives up in search of his tunic. Despite being quite impeccable normally, his quarters is just a tad messy. Papers and books all over the place. It certainly seems as if Alayre spends a great deal of time writing and reading. The librarians are undoubtedly missing a few tomes thanks to him.

"Tell me, are you lucid enough to speak upon this matter or should I await until tomorrow?" He asks with a hint of humor in his tone. For some reason, Alayre doubts that Salvatore came all this way to talk politics but why else is he here? It's not as if they're friends, are they?

Alayre is confused.