Emma? Danes?
"Let's be realistic." Milo said as the growing irritation was barely kept hidden behind a facade of professionalism the Gendry themselves couldn't break. "The Long Midnight can do to much damage to risk anything more then the trade, and we have no idea how many Hoshiros they have working for them. No violence, and no open antagonism."
A pointed glare was given to Ramona and her little speech. "Stick to the plan. Hide the birds nearby, get the pledge, and send them on their way. We can do this together." His attention then shifted back to the Dancer. "Don't worry to much, we'll all be there to help you if you need it."
Empathy wasn't Milo's greatest quality, but he could understand that telling the woman with social anxiety she's the only one doing the talking with the nasty criminal faction wasn't the best course of action.