"A job?"
The man's face changed in a second.
Just a moment ago, he had all the marks of someone at the edge of their patience.
And with just this single word, Theo managed to change his attitude in a second.
Then, wasting no time, he pulled out a small note, reaching out with his hand to pass it over.
"In five days, I need all of those items, in the ratios specified on the note," Theo explained right away. "I'm giving you the ratios over amount, so that you can stock up to the limits of your capacity," he added.
The mercenary captain looked down, measuring Theo with a steady gaze.
He then looked down, towards the bunch of scribbles on Theo's note.
"That…" the man squinted his eyes, "that would cost quite the pretty penny," he pointed out before locking his arms over his chest, his gaze full of doubt.
All of that only for Theo to just shrug his arms.
