"Of... course." Zarien hardly masks his distrust at this fabled ritual. He always thought that Mystra's was an open church, but strange lands and strange people. Right?
He makes eye contact with Savin and Aust. His eyes tells of hesitation and caution. Pertaining to what is hard to say, many things look rather untrustworthy here, but Zarien doesn't appear to be in a mood to back off of this pickle, specially now that Shan Thar took possession of his money faster than a pet monkey working as a tax collector.