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Aethel shakes his head. [b]“Thank you for the offer, but my father gets testy about any of us mixing business with pleasure.”[/b] He smirks, glancing at Kilian for a moment before turning his gaze back to Rowan. [b]“I’m sure you know what that’s like, being a Kimb and all.”[/b] Several bystanders who had been eavesdropping quite obviously cough and make show of moving along and starting conversations elsewhere at the mention of the name. Aethel chuckles, running a hand through his hair. 

[b]“They’re just hoping to catch any whiff of a scandal.”[/b] He places his elbows on the table and leans closer to Rowan. [b]“So, just what about our Jewel had you so eager to throw your morals aside? I thought you were a wolf trying to bring about a new society [i]away[/i] from this part.”[/b] He doesn’t say it malice or ill-intent, just curiosity coloring his tone.