"Yes, she told me that already." Donald said with a small smile on his face.
"It's good to know that she is still watching my back - as I am hers. It's a precious and invaluable thing in a profession where nothing is otherwise true and everything is permitted."

Donald explained. Although he loved Astrid, the more professional part of him had always carried the smallest of inkling that Astrid might one day decide to betray him; a story that unfortunately had tragically been retold too many times among the villains of Stormwind. He had met enough people, and even had colleagues who were as emotionless and soulless as even the most depraved minion of the Scourge; only differentiated by the fact that their skin wasn't rotting and their blood was still warm.

"You have my word that we will not interfere with you again. I will make sure to tell my lovely colleague about it. As long as I'm safe and in one piece, she will let it go."

Donald took a couple of steps across the table, in the direction of the main door; when the assassin suddenly stopped, as though he had forgotten something that he just remembered.

"Ohh, yes; by the way." Donald said as he turned around and looked back up at Liaena.
"Since I am not too keen on having to battle every cat I come across in the city; an experience that would surely become more epic than it'd normally been what with me in my current state; if you could revert this shrink spell on us, it would be great. If you are worried that we will turn our blades on you, then you can also call your Vanguard friends to be sure."