No... nothing at all.

[Gepard exhales a sigh, running a hand through his hair. no matter how much he wracks his brains, he can't think of anything she'd said that would even hint at the possibility of insurrection. for now, he takes a seat in turn, not too close despite every instinct saying that he should comfort Dohalim.]

I'll go through our records when I leave; there should be something to at least imply the real reason. If she did intend something like that...

[the conflicted expression on his face really says it all. it's his job, after all. if she intended harm or worse... then she would be a threat not just to Dohalim, but also to all of Menancia.]

Rather... that's my intention. If it makes you feel more comfortable, I will maintain standby while someone else checks the records. I'm sure it's no surprise that I intend you no harm - I could never - but... with no evidence to speak of, I understand if you're hesitant.

[the idea that Dohalim could think him capable of such atrocities is heartbreaking, but it's a reality he has to face. even if he doesn't think it likely, it would be foolish not to be careful.]

I am, as always, at your beck and call. Whatever you say, I will abide.