James turns towards the other man, frowning for a moment as he tried to put a face to the mask. After a moment, it clicked, and he smirked faintly as he gave Jim a formal bow.

"There is no rest for the Templar Order, ser. Especially when we can gain some coin for our efforts here in the Inquisition." He smirked faintly, "And if you think the politicians have stopped working tonight ... well ..."