It's not as if they haven't know that they have their own... hobbies. Jobs. Habits. Alain had been talking to Nigel in the way of giving him advice, and there was a woman mentioned (Alan asked about her once, and Nigel laughed for a good ten minutes). On the opposite hand, Alain had been dropping pointed remarks at Alan, but never coming near enough to saying anything. He knew, though. Of course, he knew. And where the Dragonborn somewhat approved of Nigel's occupation, he steadily disapproved of Alan's.

But, he supposes, who wouldn't, really? Not many would be able to relate to someone who kills for fun and gold.

But it's something Alan's good at, and the people, surprisingly, weird as they are, are becoming people in which Alan can relate to and talk to. The child vampire is infinitely interesting, and even the crabby mage has something to teach. Alan likes the Dark Brotherhood, and he isn't in the mood to let "daddy" run his life.

Therefore, he has a job to do. Getting to Goldenglow is the easy part, and more interesting than most runs. Getting inside is much of the same. The difference, then, comes in the trail of bodies within the estate. It's not something that Alan has planned on, and it's with wariness that he slips out his twin scimitars, creeping silently on enchanted feet to the center of the house.

However, a body crosses his path, a man in brown and leather reaching for a shelf. The target? Or the unknown other assassin? If it's a brother, it wouldn't be good to try to kill them--still--

Alan steps forward and swings the flat side of Soulrender into the man's shoulder to knock him off balance. If the edge of the blade happened to catch, well--less magicka in a fight would be better for Alan in the end.