Still confused by Tristan’s reaction, Chéri didn’t insist any further. The man had offered them a drink, worrying once for their physical health sounded like nice enough to return the kindness. Chéri stared a little longer then turned to Zechariah.
Trying to guess what their new employer meant, Chéri suggested “So, if you want, I can come to your house now, clean and then we will see it from there, yes?” The man had come across as a little too peculiar for Chéri not to top his natural suspiciousness with some extra caution. They spoke slowly and enunciated, trying to sound as clear as possible.