[The gently insistent contact of Howl’s warm hands pressed against Liem’s cool ones startles him, just a little. For some reason, he hadn’t expected flirtation from the man—perhaps because this Howl is clearly a different person from the one he’d met in Horos, and even that Howl had only made a move because he was rebounding from a sudden breakup.

Though in fairness, he wouldn’t say that trying to charm his way out of trouble seemed out of character for the wizard.]

Auditor would be closer to accurate, [he says, pretending that suddenly having his hand held isn’t extremely distracting. He opts not to acknowledge the compliment, because it’s irrelevant, even if it is also true.] And the faithful’s offerings are no business of yours, coins or not. Sometimes people put grievances inside, also. It’s unmeet for you to view such things.