"Compensate us?"

"I heard that some adventurers inconveniently got into our foreign affairs at sea and got called off, and I thought you ought to be compensated about it."

"Wouldn't turn you down, though I'd also kinda like to know what was actually going on."

"Oh, we're enabling various shuffling around of navies so that the more useful parts of Taldor have its firepower and Cheliax subsidizes a lot of weaponry that ends up in our hands. I think, it's not my area of expertise."

"...huh. Well, uh, I... hope that works out, I guess."

"Me too! I hate all policy we can't set the betting markets on, honestly, but I expect it'll go fine."

"We were going to mess something up?"

"I don't know the details but I assume they wouldn't've called you off if you weren't."

"It could have been that we were going to learn too much. But here you are not even swearing me to secrecy so perhaps it wasn't a consideration."

"I'll be fairly annoyed if you go tell Cheliax but I'd be surprised if that's why they wanted you out of there."

"I do not plan to go tell Cheliax."

"Convenient!"

"Do you mind if I tell my party?"

"Well, are they going to go tell Cheliax?"

"No."

"Are they going to tell everyone in town?"

"I would not expect so."

"Then go ahead. Operation's wrapping up anyway."

"Cool."

"I should look at that report if I'm going to authorize it by tomorrow. Interesting to meet you."

"Likewise."

He sits down and pulls the report out and starts studying it. 

"What do drow say for 'nice to meet you'-"

"Literally 'nice to meet you' but that's awkward, Idiomatically we'd say 'you're over there' - I'm not sure why but I could wildly guess if you like - or 'I'll sleep all right' but that's an insult if you're not careful."

"Huh! Why -"