"In time is the magic word, isn't it?" Naiem nodded "Don't worry about that, it took me a season before I could sleep easy near my former companion, I understand." he sounded a bit sad mentioning his former companion, but nothing major.
"I presume the nature of those jobs is filed under 'none of my damn business' as well." He took on a lightly joking tone as he changed the subject.
"Funny, last I heard, subtlety and patience used to be major in the Dragon MO, but that may have been someone else's department." he didn't sound like he found it funny. Actually, he didn't sound like he found it anything at all. "Regardless, if distraction is your purpose, subtle is not too important as long as you know how to keep your mouth shut."
He reached into his pocket and took out his phone again. "In other news, there was one bystander who looked calm and collected enough, and focused enough, that she might be able to describe us accurately, which is probably more than can be said for the rest of the bystanders." he flipped through something on his phone "She is a former member of a secret society too" the data lists on the phone were reduced to the most basic info and a picture, designed more to help direct his memory to what he remembered or where it could be found than to be a complete listing of all relevant information. "She was a Dragon before the collapse, though if memory serves, her approach seems incompatible with the Dragon in their current form." he held it up to show the picture. "Lilja Isólfsdottir. 50 years of age but no signs of physical aging. Aside from clothing and possibly expression, she looks almost exactly like the picture. Icelandic. 1.95m tall. Needless to say, finding her could very well be a good idea."
He returned the phone to his pocket and walked over to pick up his things. "Now if you'll excuse me, I will go change. The suit stands out and far too many people saw me."
He came back a few minutes later wearing a dark blue-green hoodie with a western-fantasy type dragon motif on the front as well as loose, worn jeans, presumably held up by a belt. The hoodie had a front pocket with something in it, possibly his phone.