Saerin turned as she heard heavy footsteps approaching from behind her. The black dragonborn from earlier, and not all that happy to see her. The feeling of course, was entirely mutual. Initially, Saerin didn't say anything, but the frustration was clear as day on her face; she was extremely unhappy to be dealing with this one again, and she was worried for a moment, from his expression and gait, that she'd have to fight for her life. The truth ended up being far, far worse, which Saerin realised as the dragonborn retrieved the document. She wouldn't have to defend herself against this man, she'd have to work with him.

Saerin spoke very slowly and tensely. "Yes, I am here for a job, they contents of which they have declined to share so far. I was not made aware that I would be working with anyone else. So let me make one thing perfectly clear: you need to stay out of my way. I can handle myself just fine, and I swear if you get me killed, I'll haunt you and your family so bad the other ghosts will start having nightmares."

Saerin turned back to the guards and said, in a much calmer and politer tone "So, are these genuine? I'd like to get going."