[ She can be the first to try this new seasonal blend of tea then while he mulls over his own stipulations, of which there are presumably a few but my single-celled brain is struggling to recall them on a Monday morning. Ordinarily they would relate to the Fortress and the residents within, but given that none of that is here right now...

In the meantime, he takes back his phone and slips it back in his pocket. He can add a name later. (It will just be Arlecchino, because he doesn't want to have to answer questions if his phone gets yanked from his hands or stolen.) ]

If you could do me a favor and keep my previous occupation under wraps, I'd appreciate it. You know what they say about fresh starts and leaving everything behind.

[ Even if he would still prefer all of this to be a temporary detour on the journey of his life. Sometimes you are still overly cautious in a brand new place where no one knows you or (probably) cares about your history. ]

I'm happy to do the same for you unless you prefer otherwise.