The Plan

"…and that's the plan."

Silence rushed into the room like a storm through an open window as Daneel finished speaking and put his hands behind his head, leaning back against the cushions that were better than those on Athwarf, for once.

After returning to the inn they were staying in, he had immediately called both of his companions and begun explaining about what he was going to do. If things were to go smoothly, he needed both of their help, but even if they weren't really willing…he was prepared to go it alone.

Some of his earliest plans had been carried out with his own two shoulders available to count on, and he definitely wouldn't balk if that needed to happen again. As he looked at the elf and the thief, though, he found himself hoping, slightly, that he could count on them…but he shook his head quickly a moment later to dispel the thought as he honestly didn't know whether he could trust them, yet.