Leon nodded as Elthel gave them an update on Zilaster's status. He considered extending his sympathies at the suffering the man would have to endure, but their was little he could do about it. Mask had granted him power enough to heal and to slow the spread of poison, but eliminating poison from inside of a damaged body... that would be stepping on the toes of gods who's domains oversaw the end of a man's fate. He took his share of the payment, examining one of the pearls not out of greed, but rather with interest in them as potential foci for spells. Pearls had their uses in magic, usually in identification magic. It was hardly compensation considering his consumed potion, but it would suffice for now to open the door to what he hoped was either the remains of the Talons, or someone who could point them in that direction.

"Coin does tend to make the world go round... but for the record, I am far more interested in what a group like yours has to offer a band of misfits like us who are about to go piss in Shagarm's coffee cup on your behalf," Leon said, pocketing the pearls and turning to look at Elthel, "after all, Gunalar's death I could claim as self-defense. Not that any bruiser worth the name would spare my life over it, but it might be enough to dodge a price on my head. What you're asking us to do is a hit job. Deliberate and with the potential to be very loud."

"...but, last I checked this place of yours had a solid roof and some places where a body or three could hide out, and I am a man who needs his beauty sleep," Leon said, his tone shifting slightly to one of jest at the last few words, "so I'll go with you, my companions can answer for themselves of course, but I will. As long as you help us find someplace secure where we can rest once the job is done and it is understood that if I think any of the three of us are about to die pointlessly, I'll leave your ass in the dirt. For what it's worth, I don't expect you to throw away your life to save mine either."

He spoke the words with an air of a man who just wanted to set things straight with a new partner, making it clear that he valued his own life and Iliskra's and Ibdur's more than any revenge attempt of Elthels. He would fight as though they were best friends, up until the point where it became clear they were going to lose, if that ever became the case, then he would take his companions and extract them from harm.

"Deal?"