Drumming her fingers against her arm in irritation, Esmerelda let out a hefty sigh. " Very well then. T'would have been useful knowledge to have had prior. Perhaps then..." she didn't continue her words, letting them trail off with a hint of despair in her tone. She didn't seem particularly inclined to elaborate further, either.
Instead, when she did speak again, it was with renewed seriousness and was more of a statement or command as opposed to a request.
" Fear not for I shall not join you in your meeting, nor shall I linger around the premises so as not to risk scaring them off. However, in turn you shall tell me the details of the important matters discussed at the meeting. But do not, and I repeat, do not tell me their secrets regarding staying hidden from him. Because he turned me himself, he has his ways of peeking into my mind. Something I have not yet figured out how to block out. There's the possibility he could then pry such information from my mind, and its best not to leave it to chance. "
Locking eyes with Roland, "Have I made myself clear, Roland?" spoken as she pulled an elaborately gold-adorned vile from the sleeve of her gown- a dark crimson, viscous substance inside of it. Her look and tone implied she wouldn't be handing over the vile to Roland unless he agreed.