Naja rose a hand up to rub her chin. Her tail casually draped over the armrest, flickering up at its end every so often as she thought over his terms. Well, she was always honest with her sentinels. It was all in the contract, really. Some people just don't read the fine print. Or the print strangely sounding out of place.

But most of those people never read the contract at all and simply signed their name away.

She straightened her back and stretched the muscles out a bit, a small sway to her body. "I've learned over the time that I've been here that I have no trouble with the actual citizens of this city. If anyone happens to raise a mitt against the folk here, they'll be dealt with accordingly."

She rubbed her chin a bit more, carefully looking at the gypsy king. "As for the other condition, there shouldn't be much of a problem with that. These are trustworthy folk that I'd hire only, and they should deserve that same trust from me!" she seemed to believe this, a bit. She hated hiring people that disobeyed her. "'sides, everything else I've got written on paper." She patted one of her large pockets with a small smile. Thank god she kept her important things with her, just in case even Abquhbah suddenly became a slacker.

It could happen.