Alexander looked at the still-unnamed man, then back to the guardsman, then back to the now-departing man, his posture straightening and the adrenaline fading from his consciousness. A smile returned to his face as he realized that the chances of a fight had reduced themselves significantly. He let the man pass unmolested, and spoke to the guardsman with a laugh in his voice. "So, chief. Do I still need to watch the door, or d'you need me to go and fetch the rum now? I still don't know your name either, chief, figure that'd be something worth knowing. I'm Alexander Branwen, formerly part o' the Dragon-Tooth Company.". He extended his left hand, the dim perception of the brash man behind him fading slowly into nothing.