For a moment, he was distracted by the warmth given off by the amulet, and the beating of it against him, like another heart. Sholto glanced down at it with a frown. Was it supposed to do that? He lifted his eyes. "I would like to find out why my client wanted this so much. I mean .." Sholto shook his head. "Maybe I am a thief, but that doesn't mean I want to see anyone get hurt. I have principles and morals, even if they aren't arrow straight. And I get the feeling my former client doesn't have such scruples." With the power of a dragon at hand, who wouldn't be tempted to try and make themselves into a god? Well ... not Sholto, he had power enough thank you very much.