[Even with the rather tense nature of that brief exchange of notes, and the dangerous look in Tzilan's eyes, the sight of that necklace still prompted the slightest quirk of Saralegui's lips. He looked up at the vampire's approach from his seat, deceptively calm by all appearances.]

Nice to see you, too.

[But he's not entirely suicidal, and he gets down to business immediately after that little remark.]

I made an announcement to offer Redgate as a safe haven from the approaching battle, and one of the people who responded was the man calling himself Tarz. He asked to meet with me within a fortnight, "to discuss my policies" as far as that offer went. Specifically, he asked that we meet in front of the gate itself, me with a full guard and he with three natives guards of his own.