"Oh." The Ithaeur said as all visible worry fades from his features. "It's a babysitter Rahullunim. He'll just tell me what's up if I'm about to break the Oath."
Tony shrugged, stuffing the tack back into his pocket. "I was expecting something more painful to be honest, which was why I waited to talk to you guys. Not that I'm complaining or anything!"
The last part was added hastily as he picked up his food and a beer. Content with the amount of talk and dramatics he had injected into the conversation already, Tony falls silent and eats his steak.
Possibly getting mauled by a tack of penance was the last thing on my to do list if we want to start wrapping!