HaldAgent: How does it feel to be abandoned by the Pact.
Hilka: The Pact didn't abandon me. Thragof did.
Agent: You really do hate him, don't you?
Hilka: No more than he deserves.
Agent: Meaning?
Hilka: Meaning he's an incompetent idiot who couldn't lead a Khajiit to moon-sugar.
Agent: And the rest of your command?
Hilka: Well, if they were bright we wouldn't be here, would we?
FjarAgent: Hello again, Hald.
Hald: Stay away from me.
Agent: Careful, Hald, you'll hurt my feelings. Especially after you were my guest for, what was it? Eight weeks?
Hald: I've nothing else for you. I gave you everything then. Just let me go.
Agent: After how useful you were before? Come now, Hald. You and I both know our arrangement only ends when I say it does.
Agent: How are you? Are you being treated well?
Fjar: So far. I know you guys aren't all the monsters you're made out to be.
Agent: That's good to hear. You're married to a Breton, aren't you? Helewise?
Fjar: Yes, sir. Happily married eight years.
Agent: Good. Good. It's like I keep telling my men, family is more important than anything else, even the king.
Fjar: I couldn't agree more.