"He's been doing work for her," Gavril pointed out, knowing well that this would probably be news to the old man. He assumed, anyway. Now that Mihai was older and Malanda was no longer his instructor at the school, the two had found they had a lot in common. They kept up regularly through letters, and Malanda had sent him money several times so that he could continue traveling throughout Europe... so long as he picked up a few odd jobs here and there to earn it. Never anything that required the use of the blade, but Gavril was well aware from his wife's information that his brother-in-law was not always operating within the confines of the law.
Such was the way, he supposed.
"I wasn't supposed to come to you either," the younger man added, leaning back in his seat and crossing his arms. He stared at Adrian for a moment, considering the situation and the man who stood before him. Ultimately it was his decision no matter what, but he valued Adrian's opinion, both as his former employer and as his father-in-law.
"He's good. He's smart, he's... a little too much like me. Needs to work on his budgeting. But I think he can do the work. And if I take Anca to Greece, give her some time to think about it..."
Gavril shrugged, arms still folded over his chest.
"The lines between the families are blurred now as it is. There is no need to 'steal' him away."