Brone was good about keeping his mouth mostly shut. He listened intently, then answered with boisterousness, but respect.
"A spy? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! No, my Lord, no spy. Though I could be, if you had need...
"My name and whatever I can part with, providing it doesn't cause me damage financially or physically, are yours.
"I'm a sellsword; I crave gold, wargoods of exceptional quality, favors if naught else. Beyond that.... I could only ask for.... well, but that would be a ridiculous request.... I would like to be given instruction in ranging or swordcraft. But like you said, you are short of rangers. Gold and treasure would suffice, my Lord...
"..... As a scout and party guard, I could serve well, and will indeed accept this request. Just to be clear, though, should we discover any plans or activity, is it our directive to withdraw and report, or engage and eliminate? No qualms, just a difference in services offered..."