This the general accepts with a simple nod. No trace of sentiment, no relief, only a nod.

Of course he'll keep watch, he's thirsty for it—and Kirigan, who has already been to the Horizon twice before this meeting, wants to see what this parched man will do when asked to sit so near the water without tasting it. If he conducts himself well, he will be rewarded. It's as simple as that.

"Then let us waste no time," he says, and opens his stance with a gesture down the walkway. One may correctly interpret this small injection of charisma as pleasure for having gotten his way. "Your vigil awaits."