[A favor called in later, most likely. At least in Astarion's cynical experience.]

I'm not— but I more than easily can be. Unless you haunt Lowtown or Hightown as I do, I'll meet you in the courtyard presently.

[This is where a 'thank you' should live. And it does, but after like a really, really long pause where he has to work up the ability to be nice...ish.]

And...[ugh] thank you, I suppose. Provided you do a decent job.