"I would sincerely like to be able to trust you." 

"What, do you think I'm a spy sent to ensnare you? You can ask everyone around, I've been here for years. Also I think ensnaring people is prohibited by treaty. Depending what it entails."

"It's really not personal. I just don't go around sharing information with agents of the Chelish state." 

"I could quit." Too forward? Probably. She's said it now, though.

".....really." 

Godsdammit. 

She's a Chelish wizard. She could have her mind read at any time. Which means her superior officer will know she's made the offer, which means, if she's sincere, she doesn't ever plan to go back – or she's not, and it's a trap. 

Of course, the latter is much more likely. True believers don't convert over lunch. He should leave. He should get away and never speak to her again. He should take care of his business and teleport back to Absalom this afternoon. 

....but if she meant it, could he ever forgive himself?

Does that. Work. "I think I could play it off," she says calmly. "I've let worse slide. If you didn't mean it."

"Oh,  I meant it. But I very much doubt that you do." 

She can't, right? There's no possible way. If he brings home a Chelish officer Catherine would kill him, and rightly so – not to mention Naima.  Gods. 

"Well, in the future, I think you shouldn't say that to girls if you're going to go practically incorporeal with shock if they say they'll take you up on it. And if you've got some test in mind for them first you ought to say that up front too."

"Oh, I say it to everyone and nobody ever takes me up on it. So forgive me if I'm a little off-balance. In my experience very few Chelish officers get to the point you're at without very successfully excising their capacity for doubt." Which is why he hadn't actually thought about what to do it he got to this point. "If you are serious, I'd want to take you to the Abadarans for a few rounds of Abadar's Truth. And bring my companions here, just in case it doesn't occur to me to ask all the right questions." 

"Sorry, you want to conduct an interrogation in order to drop me off in Absalom? In that case I think I'll pass. I bet I can get a Calistrian to do it for a blowjob."

"That's what I thought." 

"Got any restaurants you recommend?"