Now that he had received a modicum of rest and the smallest bit of food, his mind could wander back to other things with more substance, such as pretty women and the one power. He preferred the former to the latter, but in Zoya's case, she was evidently a package deal. And his attention was more focused on the memory of the map than her at that moment, the intricacies of the undulating hills and sweeping breadth of trees, before arriving at the grassland that apparently had some Aes Sedai significance. 

And the bloody Horn of Valere had something to do with it! He knew his teacher would have told him to toss the idea away. A fool's errand paid no dues, he had once said. And he had yet to be paid by the High Lords, not that he expected that payment anymore. It was not a smart decision, getting caught up in Aes Sedai schemes on a trek that led dark-one-knew-where. 

But he was intrigued, nonetheless. And Tar Valon was not short of funds. 

"I'll consider it," He said neutrally. She looked at him as if she could see right past his facade, and as far as he knew, she just might have that ability. 

"You would be paid well," She remarked teasingly. "And you did save my life, and heroically helped us escape the ship. An Aes Sedai never forgets a friend." 

He hesitated for a moment, considering. His thoughts drifted back to the boat, where she and he had decided to be honest with one another, no tricks and no foul play. He was used to being honest with rich employers and less than lenient with those who had but the promise of payment, but considering she was an Aes Sedai, and she was admittedly growing on him, he could speak plainly. 

"I don't want to be involved with anything to do with the one power." He declared, letting the words hang in the air. "If you were an aristocrat I would serve you well to win your favor, if you were a local girl I would dance with you and maybe steal a kiss, if you were an illainer I wouldn't hold it against you, but you're an Aes Sedai. I don't know what to do with that but... if you give me your word you intend to treat and pay me fairly by the completion of this task, I won't fail in it. I have nothing else to do, save find a nice bed and have a bath, if I can." 
 
He held his hand out for her to take, his sculpted nose casting a shadow across his lips from the filtered light that bounced off the top of the upturned ship. His eyes twinkled.