Taft nods, a few times. The sort of half-committed sign of acknowledgement that wouldn't bog down the conversation the way more small talk would. This conversation serves a purpose, and Taft would be loathe to have it lost under useless banter.
"That is a practical solution. One I've resorted to more than a few times. But, as you say, we can speak with Madam Goto on the subject. She is a member of the First Estate. She may have more resources at her disposal than you or I." Meeting place or no, Mills seems just as interested in organizing as Taft is. Which is good. The Covenants do not hold a monopoly on structure. Communication. Blood is, after all, thicker than water.
We're into the next month, so if you'd like to close out on your post, go ahead. Thanks for the scene.